As one sits here in summertime and listens to the cuckoo and all the other bird songs, the crackling and buzzing of insects, as one gazes at the shining colors of flowers, doth one become dumbstruck before the Kingdom of the Creator.

If a tree dies, plant another in its place.

There are some viviparous flies, which bring forth 2,000 young. These in a little time would fill the air, and like clouds intercept the rays of the sun, unless they were devoured by birds, spiders, and many other animals.

The species and the genus are always the work of nature [i.e. specially created]; the variety mostly that of circumstance; the class and the order are the work of nature and art.

Blessed be the Lord for the beauty of summer and spring, for the air, the water, the verdure, and the song of birds.

Stones grow, plants grow, and live, animals grow live and feel.

A herbarium is better than any illustration; every botanist should make one.