It appears to be a law that you cannot have a deep sympathy with both man and nature.
The amount of it is, the imagination, give it the least license, dives deeper and soars higher than Nature goes.
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself.
Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.
Nature puts no question and answers none which we mortals ask. She has long ago taken her resolution.
Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.
Nature is as well adapted to our weakness as to our strength.
Nature and human life are as various as our several constitutions. Who shall say what prospect life offers to another?
Alas! how little does the memory of these human inhabitants enhance the beauty of the landscape!
