Junipero Serra Quotes

In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.

In the first place you can't see anything from a car; you've got to get out of the goddamned contraption and walk, better yet crawl, on hands and knees, over the sandstone and through the thornbush and cactus. When traces of blood begin to mark your trail you'll begin to see something, maybe. Probably not.

One shouldn't go to the woods looking for something, but rather to see what is there.

I would suggest that science is, at least in my part, informed worship.

Follow humbly wherever and to whatever abyss Nature leads, or you shall learn nothing.

Every flower about a house certifies to the refinement of somebody. Every vine climbing and blossoming tells of love and joy

No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars.

The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.

Wonder... and not any expectation of advantage from its discoveries, is the first principle which prompts mankind to the study of Philosophy, of that science which pretends to lay open the concealed connections that unite the various appearances of nature.

How can there be too many children? That is like saying there are too many flowers.

Curiosity, earnest research to learn the hidden laws of nature, gladness akin to rapture, as they unfolded to me, are among the earliest sensations I can remember.

We're standing on the deck that's all wooden like the deck of a ship. There's fuzz on it, little bundles. Grandma says it's some kind of pollen from a tree. "Which one?" I'm staring up at all the differents. "Can't help you there, I'm afraid." In Room we knowed what everything was called but in the world there's so much, persons don't even know the names.

Upon the hearth the fire is red, Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet, Still round the corner we may meet A sudden tree or standing stone That none have seen but we alone. Tree and flower and leaf and grass, Let them pass! Let them pass!

Wouldn't it be nice if roses could talk? I'm sure they could tell us such lovely things.

There are purple grapes in the Land of Git-Thare.

All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which one of the world's wildernesses I first should wander.

Science, Nature,-O, I've yearned to open some page.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends.

The new world lies before her eyes like an opened chest of treasure, a flock of birds over Africa, a thousand TVs all playing at once.

Scientists try to discover or unravel the mysteries of nature. Some of the problems we are trying to solve have been solved in nature.

I think I am quite wicked with roses. I like to gather them, and smell them till they have no scent left.

Nothing can be more improving to a young naturalist, than a journey in a distant country.

Nature yields her most profound secrets to the person who is determined to uncover them.

We shall not cease from exploration