The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy even into th… - Ralph Waldo Emerson

In the presence of nature, a wild delight runs through the man, in spite of real sorrows. Nature says, — he is my creature, and maugre all his impertinent griefs, he shall be glad with me

The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy even into the era of manhood.

A child is a curly, dimpled lunatic.

No law can be sacred to me but that of my nature. Good and bad are but names very readily transferable to that or this; the only right is what is after my constitution; the only wrong is what is against it.

Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be.