There’s only one quote from the one English class I took in college back in 1994, and it applies perfectly to this thread:
One impulse from a vernal wood
May teach you more of man,
Of moral evil and of good,
Than all the sages can.
I have no idea why it has been burned into my brain all these years, but I am grateful that it is because I say it quietly to myself when I see something cool out in nature.
Here it is in it’s full glory:
Tables Turned (William Wordsworth)
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- Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;
- Or surely you'll grow double:
- Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks;
- Why all this toil and trouble?
- The sun above the mountain's head,
- A freshening lustre mellow
- Through all the long green fields has spread,
- His first sweet evening yellow.
- Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife:
- Come, hear the woodland linnet,
- How sweet his music! on my life,
- There's more of wisdom in it.
- And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
- He, too, is no mean preacher:
- Come forth into the light of things,
- Let Nature be your teacher.
- She has a world of ready wealth,
- Our minds and hearts to bless—
- Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health,
- Truth breathed by cheerfulness.
- One impulse from a vernal wood
- May teach you more of man,
- Of moral evil and of good,
- Than all the sages can.
- Sweet is the lore which Nature brings;
- Our meddling intellect
- Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:—
- We murder to dissect.
- Enough of Science and of Art;
- Close up those barren leaves;
- Come forth, and bring with you a heart
- That watches and receives.
My god that guy could write.