

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth his handiwork.
To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile, And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware. |
| -- Bryant |
The great man is he who does |
| -- Mencius |
In contemplation of created things By steps we may ascend to God. |
| -- Milton |
Go forth under the open sky, and listen To nature's teachings. |
| -- Bryant |
Spring! Spring! Beautiful Spring! With the leaf, the bloom and the butterfly's wing, Making our earth a fairy home. |
There are more things in heaven and earth Than are dreamt of in our philosophy. |
In nature's infinite book of secrecy A little can I read. |
| -- Shakespeare |
A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains, and of all that we behold From this green earth; ... well pleased to recognize In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse The guide, the guardian of my heart and soul, Of all my moral being. |
| -- Wordsworth |
Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth knowledge.
"Nature is given as the great matrix with which we are to create, and to go through life with no attempt to gain a knowledge of it, with no effort to learn its possibilities, is dull, dead atheism. The child that puts forth creative effort to make the world better, the child that plants a seed or cares for the life of an animal, is working hand in hand with nature and the Creator, and what higher religious development can we desire than that he become the "reflected image of God".
