Where a love of
natural beauty
has been cultivated,
all nature becomes
a stupendous
gallery,
as much superior in form
and in coloring to the choicest
collections of human art,
as the heavens are broader and loftier than
the Louvre or the Vatican.
Horace Mann
Delicious autumn!
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird
I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.
George Eliot
George Eliot
Comments
Post a Comment