To the body and mind which have been cramped by noxious work or company, nature is medicinal and restores their tone. The tradesman, the attorney comes out of the din and craft of the street and sees the sky and the woods, and is a man again. In their eternal calm, he finds himself.
Interpretation
Nature helps restore and rejuvenate the weary body and mind.
This quote emphasizes the healing power of nature for individuals burdened by stressful work and toxic environments. It suggests that stepping away from the chaotic urban life and immersing oneself in the tranquility of nature allows a person to rediscover their true self and regain their vitality, indicating a deep connection between the natural world and personal well-being.
In practice
During a corporate retreat, we took a walk in the forest to reconnect with ourselves, remembering Emerson's belief in the restorative power of nature.
It is plain that there is no separate essence called courage, no cup or cell in the brain, no vessel in the heart containing drops or atoms that make or give this virtue; but it is the right or healthy state of every man, when he is free to do that which is constitutional to him to do.
Few people have any next, they live from hand to mouth without a plan, and are always at the end of their line.
Men cease to interest us when we find their limitations
Tis the good reader that makes the good book; a good head cannot read amiss: in every book he finds passages which seem confidences or asides hidden from all else and unmistakeably meant for his ear.
The world belongs to the energetic.
Hast thou named all the birds without a gun?
The tree that is beside the running water is fresher and gives more fruit.
The gardener cultivates wildness, but he does so carefully and respectfully, in full recognition of its mystery.
The paired butterflies are already yellow with August Over the grass in the West garden; They hurt me. I grow older.
I wait. Now the night flows back, the mighty stillness embraces and includes me; I can see the stars again and the world of starlight. I am twenty miles or more from the nearest fellow human, but instead of loneliness I feel loveliness. Loveliness and a quiet exultation.
No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd.
I sleep with my feet on moss carpets, my branches in the cotton of the clouds.
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