“I can no more explain why I like "natural history" than why I like California canned peaches; nor why I do not care for that enormous brand of natural history which deals with invertebrates any more than why I do not care for brandied peaches. All I can say is that almost as soon as I began to read at all I began to like to read about the natural history of beasts and birds and the more formidable or interesting reptiles and fishes.” I CanCareNaturalAnimalInterestingDealsBirdFishesEnormousBrandsCaliforniaBeastFormidablePeachesNatural HistoryReptilesInvertebrates Book:Theodore Roosevelt Cyclopedia Source: Theodore Roosevelt Cyclopedia
“Come, evening, once again, season of peace; Return, sweet evening, and continue long! Methinks I see thee in the streaky west, With matron step, slow moving, while the night Treads on thy sweeping train; one hand employ'd In letting fall the curtain of repose On bird and beast, the other charged for man With sweet oblivion of the cares of day.” MenLongHandsCareMovingNightFallStepsSweetReturnBirdSeasonsTrainWestEveningTheeBeastCurtainsOblivionReposeSweeping Book:Poems ... With an introductory essay by James Montgomery. [With plates.] Source: Poems ... With an introductory essay by James Montgomery. [With plates.]
“Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me. Admirer as I think I am Of stars that do not give a damn, I cannot, now I see them, say I missed one terribly all day. Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total dark sublime, Though this might take me a little time.” IfsThinkingKnowsMenGivingFeelsShouldWellsLooksLittlesI CanMightCareEarthDiesPassionStarsDarkHellSkyReturnEqualEmptyAffectionDisappearDamnIndifferenceBeastTake MeDreadSublimeLittle TimeGo To HellAdmirerAll StarsMissed Ones Author:W. H. Auden