My only integral experience is in my vision.—Thoreau to H.G.O. Blake, 2 May 1848
Nature has found her hoarse summer voice again, like the lowing of a cow let out to the pasture. It is Nature's rutting season.—Journal, 19 May 1856
Nature is beautiful as in repose, not promising a higher beauty to-morrow. Her actions are level to one another, and so are never unfit or inconsistent.—Journal, 7-10 March 1841
Nature never makes haste; her systems revolve at an even pace.—Journal, 17 September 1839
Nature will bear the closest inspection; she invites us to lay our eye level with the smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain. She has no interstices; every part is full of life.—"Natural History of Massachusetts"
Nature works by contraries. That which in summer was most fluid and unresting is now most solid and motionless.—Journal, 11 February 1859
No man ever stood the lower in my estimation for having a patch in his clothes.—Walden
No one to my knowledge has observed the minute differences in the seasons.—Journal, 11 June 1851
[N]o storms, no dust can dim its surface ever fresh;—a mirror in which all impurity presented to it sinks, swept and dusted by the sun's hazy brush,—this the light-dust cloth,—which retains no breath that is breathed on it, but sends its own to float as clouds high above its surface, and be reflected in its bosom still.—Walden
Not how is the idea expressed in stone, or on canvas or paper, is the question, but how far it has obtained form and expression in the life of the artist.—A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers
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