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"The Peace of Wild ThingsWhen despair for the world grows in meand I wake in the night at the least soundin fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,I go and lie down where the wood drakerests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.I come into the peace of wild thingswho do not tax their lives with forethoughtof grief. I come into the presence of still water.And I feel above me the day-blind starswaiting with their light. For a timeI rest in the grace of the world, and am free."
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"Steam rising underneath a canopy of whispering, changing aspens; starlight in the clear, dark night, and wondrous beauty in every direction. If only all could feel this way, to be so captured and enthralled with autumn."
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"Then the immortal heart of the woods will beat against ours and its subtle life will steal into our veins and make us its own forever, so that no matter where we go or how widely we wander we shall yet be drawn back to the forest to find our most enduring kinship."
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"Who would dare assign to art the sterile function of imitating nature?"
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"Mountains in the distance remind me of you."
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"See the golden beach sands and blue skyin a cool breezemy mind flys high"
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"It was somehow slightly frightening, like the gambolling of tiger cubs which will soon grow up into man-eaters."
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"The ripe apple falls, it doesn't know what else to do."
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"No mountain is of any appreciable height to break the curve of the sphere."
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"We are part of nature. We are here to bloom like a flower- to ornate the earth with beauty, love, joy, happiness, and care."
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"If a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act."
Poetry
"The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic."
Conservative
"Malt does more than Milton can to justify God's ways to man."
God
"I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word."
Sense
"That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again."
Content
"In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning."
Optimism
"Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act."
Experience
"Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale."
Resilience
"Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure."
Poetry
"The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale."
Freedom
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