Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be.

Is there a difference? Yes. We are in harmony with nature, but never at peace.

Men of sense esteem wealth to be the assimilation of nature to themselves, the converting of the sap and juices of the planet to the incarnation and nutriment of their design.

Every calamity is a spur and a valuable hint.

I have no hostility to nature, but a child's love to it. I expand and live in the warm day like corn and melons.

When a man says to me, "I have the intensest love of nature," at once I know that he has none.

Man is made of the same atoms the world is, he shares the same impressions, predispositions, and destiny. When his mind is illuminated, when his heart is kind, he throws himself joyfully into the sublime order, and does, with knowledge, what the stones do by structure.