The first pleasant days of spring come out like a squirrel and go in again.—Journal, 7 March 1855
The focus of their reflected color is in the atmosphere far on this side. Every such tree becomes a nucleus of red, as it were, where, with the declining sun, that color grows and glows. It is partly borrowed fire, gathering strength from the sun on its way to your eye.—"Autumnal Tints"
The land seemed to grow fairer as we withdrew from it.—A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers
The only danger in Friendship is that it will end.—A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers
The Scarlet Oak asks a clear sky and the brightness of late October days. These bring out its colors.—"Autumnal Tints"
The seasons and all their changes are in me.—Journal, 26 October 1857
The sky is always ready to answer to our moods.—Journal, 28 December 1851
The spring comes earlier to that dooryard than to any, and summer lingers longest there.—Journal, 26 November 1857
The true student will cleave ever to the good, recognizing no Past, no Present; but wherever he emerges from the bosom of time, his course is not with the sun,—eastward or westward,—but ever towards the seashore.—Journal, 15 February 1838
The very sound of men's work reminds, advertises, me of the coming of spring.—Journal, 24 February 1852
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