God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars.

Drive out nature with a pitchfork, and she will always come back. 

A garden must be looked into, and dressed as the body.

Those things are better which are perfected by nature than those which are finished by art.

A tree’s a tree. How many more do you need to look at?

There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.

Animals are such agreeable friends—they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.