And rural nature is full of the same quickening spirit-it is, in fact, the exhaustless mine from which the poet and the painter have brought such won….

How I have walked... day after day, and all alone, to see if there was not something among the old things which was new!.

Overall, rocks, wood and water, brooded the spirit of repose, and the silent energy of nature stirred the soul to its innermost depths..

How lovely are the portals of the night, when stars come out to watch the daylight die..

None know how often the hand of God is seen in a wilderness but them that rove it for a man's life..

. . .nature is still predominant, and there are those who regret that with the improvements of cultivation the sublimity of the wilderness should pas….

It is the sky that makes the earth so lovely at sunrise, and so splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes over the earth the crystal-like ether, in ….

The ills of discrimination are still with us. We have to continue the tenacity and vigilance of the 1960s. Racial understanding is not something we f….

We are still in Eden; the wall that shuts us out is our own ignorance and folly..

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection of nature. Were th….

I never succeed in painting scenes, however beautiful, immediately upon returning from them. I must wait for a time to draw a veil over the common de….

Nothing is invented and brought to perfection all at once..

It was not that the jagged precipices were lofty, that the encircling woods were the dimmest shade, or that the waters were profoundly deep; but that….

To walk with nature as a poet is the necessary condition of a perfect artist..

Amid those scenes of solitude... the mind is cast into the contemplation of eternal things..

If the imagination is shackled, and nothing is described but what we see, seldom will anything truly great be produced either in Painting or Poetry.

If I live to be old enough, I may sit down under some bush, the last left in the utilitarian world, and feel thankful that intellect in its march has….