Occupation: Botanist Birth: June 21, 1898 Death: November 16, 1964
I 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, n….
The last fling of winter is over ... The earth, the soil itself, has a dreaming quality about it. It is warm now to the touch; it has come alive; i….
The 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….
What is a weed? I have heard it said that there are sixty definitions. For me, a weed is a plant out of place..
A thing is either alive or it isn’t; there is nothing that is almost alive. There is but the remotest possibility of the origin of life by spontaneou….
No matter how widely you have travelled, you haven't seen the world if you have failed to look into the human hearts that inhabit it..
A word, a smile, and the stranger at your elbow may become an interesting friend. All through life we deny ourselves stimulating fellowship because ….
Beauty is excrescence, superabundance, random ebulience, and sheer delightful waste to be enjoyed in its own right..
After all, time is not money. It is an opportunity to live before you die..
All the great naturalists have been habitual walkers, for no laboratory, no book, car, train or plane takes the place of honest footwork for this cal….
Life is a phenomenon sui generis, a primal fact in its own right, like energy. Cut flesh or wood how you like, hack at them in a baffled fury—you can….
As the brain of man is the speck of dust in the universe that thinks, so the leaves—the fern and the needled pine and the latticed frond and the seaw….
Time is not money; time is an opportunity to live before you die. So a man who walks, and lives and sees and thinks as he walks, has lengthened his l….
The harvest moon has no innocence, like the slim quarter moon of a spring twilight, nor has it the silver penny brilliance of the moon that looks dow….
There 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 lov….