My wife determined that my genius should prevail, and that my final success as an ornithologist should be triumphant.
John James AudubonRead
Ah! How often when I have been abroad on the mountains has my heart risen in grateful praise to God that it was not my destiny to waste and pine among those noisome congregations of the city.
Interpretation
The quote expresses gratitude for the beauty of nature over the unpleasantness of urban life.
John James Audubon reflects on his experiences in the mountains, expressing a deep sense of gratitude for being able to appreciate the natural world instead of being confined to the noise and chaos of city life. He suggests that the tranquility and beauty found in nature provide a deeper fulfillment than the distractions often found in urban environments.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about environmental conservation to emphasize the importance of nature.
My wife determined that my genius should prevail, and that my final success as an ornithologist should be triumphant.
The best recommendation I can have is my own talents, and the fruits of my own labors, and what others will not do for me, I will try and do for myself.
As I grew up I was fervently desirous of becoming acquainted with Nature.
But Hopes are Shy Birds flying at a great distance seldom reached by the best of Guns.
One day I caught four Dolphins, how much I have gazed at these beautiful creatures... as they changed their hue in twenty varieties of richest arrangement of tints.
Surrounded by all the members of my dear family, enjoying the affection of numerous friends, who have never abandoned me, and possessing a sufficient share of all that contributes to make life agreeable, I lift my grateful eyes towards the Supreme Being and feel that I am happy.
One day's exposure to mountains is better than a cartload of books.
The art of healing comes from nature, not from the physician. Therefore the physician must start from nature, with an open mind.
I'm leaving my sorrows and all my memories behind to see what I find, somewhere in the shade near the sound of a sweet singing river, somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky.
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
The summer breeze was blowing on your face_x000D_ _x000D_ Within your violet you treasure your summery words_x000D_ _x000D_ And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine_x000D_ _x000D_ Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden
When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the brambles nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching my ripped arms, thinking of nothing, cramming the black honey of summer into my mouth; all day my body accepts what it is. In the dark creeks that run by there is this thick paw of my life darting among the black bells, the leaves; there is this happy tongue.
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