Happiness, not in another place but this place...not for another hour, but this hour.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people.
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first; Be not discouraged - keep on - there are divine things, well envelop'd; I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.
Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.
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.
Me imperturbe, standing at ease in nature.
You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin , or even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.
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