Look up at the miracle of the falling snow,โthe air a dizzy maze of whirling, eddying flakes, noiselessly transforming the world, the exquisite crystals dropping in ditch and gutter, and disguising in the same suit of spotless livery all objects upon which they fall.
John BurroughsDo not despise your own place and hour. Every place is under the stars, every place is the center of the world.
John BurroughsHappiness comes most to persons who seek it least and think least about it. It is not an object to be sought, it is a state to be induced. It must follow and not lead. It must overtake you, and not you overtake it.
John Burroughs