Quotes on Beautiful River

In NY sensuality completely turns into sexuality - no objects for the senses to respond to, no beautiful river, houses, people. Awful smells of the street, and dirt... Nothing except eating, if that, and the frenzy of the bed.

Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.

It's so graceful to be blown by the wind, to go where the wind takes you. Just drifting over beautiful rivers in a balloon is perfect.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.