| I believe in God, only I spell it Nature. |
| I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars. |
| All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God. |
| And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns. |
| And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. |
| All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was. |
| Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it. |
| All my life I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower wherever the flower would grow in thought and mind. |
| Adapt or perish, now as ever, is nature's inexorable imperative. |
| A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. |