Quote by Hamlin Garland
My recollection of a hundred lovely lakes has given me blessed rel

My recollection of a hundred lovely lakes has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day. It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful. – Hamlin Garland

Other quotes by Hamlin Garland

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me – I am happy. – Hamlin Garland

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Nature
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There is no gilding of setting sun or glamour of poetry to light up the ferocious and endless toil of the farmers wives. – Hamlin Garland

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Farming
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There is no gilding of setting sun or glamor of poetry to light up the ferocious and endless toil of the farmers wives. – Hamlin Garland

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Poetry
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We must lay hold of the fact that economic laws are not made by nature. They are made by human beings. – Franklin D. Roosevelt

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Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain. – Henry David Thoreau

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The duty of man is the same in respect to his own nature as in respect to the nature of all other things, namely not to follow it but to amend it. – John Stuart Mill

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Nature is new every morning. – Proverb

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Whatever we do lays a seed in our deepest consciousness, and one day that seed will grow. – Sakyong Mipham

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God writes a lot of comedy… the trouble is, hes stuck with so many bad actors who dont know how to play funny. – Garrison Keillor

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Translation is an interestingly different way to be involved both with poetry and with the language that Ive found myself living in much of the time. I think the two feed each other. – Marilyn Hacker

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