As the brain of man is the speck of dust in the universe that thinks, so the leavesโthe fern and the needled pine and the latticed frond and the seaweed ribbonโperceive the light in a fundamental and constructive sense. โฆ Their leaves see the light, as my eyes can never do. โฆ They impound its stellar energy, and with that force they make life out of the elements.
Donald C. PeattieThere are always some of us, not a few, in every generation, who go over wholly to the green flag. It is such a passionless fealty, so reticent a love, that neither do trumpets sound for it nor quarrels arise from it. Only, you will find that those who have pledged allegiance are happy about it in quiet.
Donald C. PeattieThe Grand Canyon is carven deep by the master hand; it is the gulf of silence, widened in the desert; it is all time inscribing the naked rock; it is the book of earth.
Donald C. PeattieA thing is either alive or it isnโt; there is nothing that is almost alive. There is but the remotest possibility of the origin of life by spontaneous generation, and every likelihood that Arrhenius is right when he dares to claim that life is a cosmic phenomenon, something that drifts between the spheres, like light, and like light transiently descends upon those fit to receive it.
Donald C. PeattieBeauty is excrescence, superabundance, random ebulience, and sheer delightful waste to be enjoyed in its own right.
Donald C. PeattieI have often started off on a walk in the state called mad-mad in the sense of sore-headed, or mad with tedium or confusion; I have set forth dull, null and even thoroughly discouraged. But I never came back in such a frame of mind, and I never met a human being whose humor was not the better for a walk.
Donald C. Peattie