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"GATHERING LEAVESSpades take up leavesNo better than spoons,And bags full of leavesAre light as balloons.I make a great noiseOf rustling all dayLike rabbit and deerRunning away.But the mountains I raiseElude my embrace,Flowing over my armsAnd into my face.I may load and unloadAgain and againTill I fill the whole shed,And what have I then?Next to nothing for weight,And since they grew dullerFrom contact with earth,Next to nothing for color.Next to nothing for use.But a crop is a crop,And who's to say whereThe harvest shall stop?"
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"Flowers are the beautiful hairs of the Mother Spring! Don't pluck them!"
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"Men are by nature merely indifferent to one another; but women are by nature enemies."
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"Sometimes, humanity surprises me with all its lack of control over the primordial urges. These innate urges are the biological traits that make us similar to the rest of the animal kingdom. But the modern qualities that make us superior to all the animals are intellect and self-control."
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"Retaliation is related to nature and instinct, not to law. Law, by definition, cannot obey the same rules as nature."
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"The Moon always finds an opportunity to turn our attention from the ground beneath our feet to the sky above our head!"
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"Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of one hidden stuff."
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"Sand by the seashore is inestimable."
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"It is spring, let us dance and dream with flowers. Let us sing and enjoy the trees."
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"I have resolved on an enterprise that has no precedent and will have no imitator. I want to set before my fellow human beings a man in every way true to nature; and that man will be myself."
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"Nature is the guardian of Africa. While the sun lights the African sky in day time, the moon begs the world to help her lighting Africa in the night."
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"One aged man - one man - can't fill a house."
Wisdom
"The middle of the road is where the white line is - and that's the worst place to drive."
Wisdom
"A person will sometimes devote all his life to the development of one part of his body - the wishbone."
Attitude
"Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice."
Philosophy
"I hold it to be the inalienable right of anybody to go to hell in his own way."
Freedom
"GATHERING LEAVESSpades take up leavesNo better than spoons,And bags full of leavesAre light as balloons.I make a great noiseOf rustling all dayLike rabbit and deerRunning away.But the mountains I raiseElude my embrace,Flowing over my armsAnd into my face.I may load and unloadAgain and againTill I fill the whole shed,And what have I then?Next to nothing for weight,And since they grew dullerFrom contact with earth,Next to nothing for color.Next to nothing for use.But a crop is a crop,And who's to say whereThe harvest shall stop?"
Nature
"Fragmentary BlueWhy make so much of fragmentary blueIn here and there a bird, or butterfly,Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)--Though some savants make earth include the sky;And blue so far above us comes so high,It only gives our wish for blue a whet."
Nature
"Humour is the most engaging cowardice. With it myself I have been able to hold some of my enemy in play far out of gunshot."
Humor
"The Road Not TakenTwo roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference."
Choice
"They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for long, they never right themselves."
Nature
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