Richard Jefferies

The lover of nature has the highest art in his soul.

To the darkness and the night, the spirits seem to have a natural claim - it is their realm; the boldest of us have sometimes felt an unaccountable creeping in the thick darkness.

The heart looks into space to be away from earth.

Seek not, my soul, the life of the immortals; but enjoy to the full the resources that are within thy reach.

If you're not having a good time, find something else that gives you some joy in life.

I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. The golden apple devoured has seeds. It is endless.