Like Confucius of old, I am so absorbed in the wonder of the earth and the life upon it, that I cannot think of heaven and the angels. The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.
Nature provides exceptions to every rule.
Meanings, moods, the whole scale of our inner experience finds in nature the ''correspondence'' through which we may know our boundless selves. In America, every specimen becomes a relic. Use of this site constitutes acceptance of our User Agreement Please read our Privacy Policy and Disclaimer .