Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

There are certain pursuits which, if not wholly poetic and true, do at least suggest a nobler and finer relation to nature than we know. The keeping of bees, for instance.

Nature puts no question and answers none which we mortals ask. She has long ago taken her resolution.

The Artist is he who detects and applies the law from observation of the works of Genius, whether of man or Nature. The Artisan is he who merely applies the rules which others have detected.

What is human warfare but just this an effort to make the laws of God and nature take sides with one party.