“Color, in the outward world, answers to feeling in man; shape, to thought; motion, to will. The dawn of day is the nearest outward likeness of an act of creation; and it is, therefore, also the closest type in nature for that in us which most approaches to creation--the realization of an idea by an act of the will.” MenWorldIdeasFeelingsAnswersCreationColorTypeShapesApproachRealizationDawnClosest Book:Essays and Tales: Fragments from the travels of Theodore Elbert. Thoughts. Tales and apologues Source: Essays and Tales: Fragments from the travels of Theodore Elbert. Thoughts. Tales and apologues
“the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, but it quivers all alone. There is no thunder, no relieving rain. These are strange and breathless days, the dog days, when people are led to do things they are sure to be sorry for.” PeopleFirstsNightWhiteToo MuchWeekDogStrangeColorSummerRainHotSilentSorryDawnSunsetLightningBlankThunderAugustNoonAll AloneBreathlessQuiverDog Days Author:Natalie Babbitt
“In I Praise My Destroyer, Diane Ackerman demonstrates once again her love for the specific language that rises from the juncture of self and the natural world, and her skillful use of that language. Whether she turns her attention to the act of eating an apricot 'the color of shame and dawn,' or to 'the omnipotence of light,' or to grief when 'All the greens of summer have blown apart,' her linking of unique images, her energetic wit and whimsy, her compassionate investment in life, always bring new pleasures and perceptions to the reader.” WorldSelfUseLightTurnsLanguageNaturalPleasureGriefAttentionColorReaderPerceptionEatingSummerUniquePraiseShameInvestmentWitDawnCompassionateNatural WorldEnergeticSkillfulDestroyersOmnipotenceWhimsyJunctureApricots Author:Pattiann Rogers
“Once in his life, a man ought to concentrate his mind upon the remembered earth, I believe. He ought to give himself up to a particular landscape in his experience, to look at it from as many angles as he can, to wonder about it, to dwell upon it. He ought to imagine that he touches it with his hands at every season and listens to the sounds that are made upon it. He ought to imagine the creatures there and all the faintest motions of the wind. He ought to recollect the glare of noon and all the colors of the dawn and dusk.” MenGivingMindBelieveLooksMadeHandsEarthI BelieveSoundWonderImagineParticularColorWindOughtCreaturesSeasonsLandscapeDawnRememberedImagine ThatAngleNoonDuskGlareDawn And Dusk Book:The Way to Rainy Mountain Source: The Way to Rainy Mountain
“When I see nature, when I look into the sky, the dawn, the sun, the colors of insects, snow crystals, the night stars, I don't feel a need for God. Perhaps when I can no longer look and wonder, when I believe in nothing - then, perhaps, I might need something else. But I don't know what.” KnowsNeedsFeelsBelieveLooksI CanMightNightI BelieveStarsWonderSunSkyColorI Believe InSnowDawnInsectsCrystals Author:Michelangelo Antonioni