Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo! my own shall come to me.
John BurroughsThe deeper our insight into the methods of nature . . . the more incredible the popular Christianity seems to us.
John BurroughsDo not despise your own place and hour. Every place is under the stars, every place is the center of the world.
John Burroughs