Yet the deepest truths are best read between the lines, and, for the most part, refuse to be written.
Amos Bronson AlcottRead
Nature is the armory of genius. Cities serve it poorly, books and colleges at second hand; the eye craves the spectacle of the horizon; of mountain, ocean, river and plain, the clouds and stars; actual contact with the elements, sympathy with the seasons as they rise and roll.
Interpretation
Nature inspires creativity and genius more effectively than urban environments or formal education.
This quote emphasizes the profound impact that the natural world has on human creativity and intellect. Alcott suggests that direct experiences in nature provide a richer and more fulfilling source of inspiration compared to the material realities of cities or the theoretical knowledge gained from books and institutions, advocating for a deeper connection with the elements and the changing seasons as essential to cultivating genius.
In practice
In a discussion about creativity and innovation during a workshop.
Yet the deepest truths are best read between the lines, and, for the most part, refuse to be written.
Observation more than books and experience more than persons, are the prime educators.
The true teacher defends his pupils against his own personal influence. He inspires self-trust. He guides their eyes from himself to the spirit that quickens him. He will have no disciples.
We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes.
In the world at large, people are rewarded or punished in ways that are often utterly random. In the garden, cause and effect, labor and reward, are re-coupled. Gardening makes sense in a senseless world. By extension, then, the more gardens in the world, the more justice, the more sense is created.
We the human species, are confronting a planetary emergency-a threat to the survival of our civilization that is gathering ominous and destructive potential...the earth has a fever. And the fever is rising...Indeed, without realizing it, we have begun to wage war on earth itself.
Nature is not a place to visit. It is home.
Our kinship with Earth must be maintained; otherwise, we will find ourselves trapped in the center of our own paved-over souls with no way out.
In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard seat And birds and flowers once more to greet. . . .
The creatures that inhabit this earth-be they human beings or animals-are here to contribute, each in its own particular way, to the beauty and prosperity of the world.
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