To those whom the tree, the birds, the wildflowers represent only "locked-up dollars" have never known or really seen these things.
A man who never sees a bluebird only half lives.
For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.
How sad would be November if we had no knowledge of the spring!
All things seem possible in May.
Nature is shy and noncommittal in a crowd. To learn her secrets, visit her alone or with a single friend, at most. Everything evades you, everything hides, even your thoughts escape you, when you walk in a crowd.