The refreshing pleasure from the first view of nature, after the pain of illness, and
the confinement of a sick-chamber, is above the conceptions, as well as the
descriptions, of those in health.
I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time
proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and
respecting her seniority.
Mountains inspire awe in any human person who has a soul. They remind us of our frailty, our unimportance, of the briefness of our span upon this earth. They touch the heavens, and sail serenely at an altitude beyond even the imaginings of a mere mortal.
After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains.
You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees
and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness - ignorance,
credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.
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