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| Edward Abbey |
For myself I hold no...
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| Diane Ackerman |
Nothing is more memorable than...
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| Ansel Adams |
It is horrifying that we...
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| Ansel Adams |
Yosemite Valley, to me, is...
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| Woody Allen |
I am two with nature...
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| Hans Christian Anderson |
Just living is not enough...
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| Aristotle |
In all things of nature...
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| Aristotle |
Nature does nothing uselessly.
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| Aristotle |
If one way be better...
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| Jane Austen |
To sit in the shade...
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| Francis Bacon |
We cannot command Nature...
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| Francis Bacon |
Nature, to be commanded, must...
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| Russell Baker |
Ah, summer, what power you...
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| Saint Basil |
Many a man curses the...
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| Henry Ward Beecher |
Flowers are the sweetest...
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| Eric Berne |
The moment a little boy...
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| Wendell Berry |
To cherish what remains of...
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| Wendell Berry |
I am not bound for...
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| Ambrose Bierce |
Ocean: A body of water...
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| Hal Borland |
A woodland in full color...
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| Hal Borland |
You can't be suspicious of...
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| Hal Borland |
Knowing trees, I understand...
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| Hal Boyle |
What makes a river so...
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| Rupert Brooke |
Breathless, we flung us on...
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| Pam Brown |
For every person who has...
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| Thomas Browne |
All things are artificial, for...
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| William C. Bryant |
The groves were God's first...
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| William C. Bryant |
Weep not that the world...
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| John Burroughs |
I go to nature to...
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| John Burroughs |
Nature teaches more than she...
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| Leo Buscaglia |
I still get wildly...
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| Samuel Butler |
A hen is only an...
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| Robert Byrne |
Winter is nature's way of...
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| Albert Camus |
In the depth of winter...
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| Albert Camus |
Autumn is a second spring...
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| Dale Carnegie |
One of the most tragic...
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| Jimmy Carter |
Like music and art, love...
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| George Washington Carver |
I love to think of...
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| Willa Cather |
I like trees because they...
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| William Ellery Channing |
The mind, in proportion as...
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| Anton Chekhov |
Let us learn to appreciate...
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| Winston Churchill |
Solitary trees, if they grow...
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| Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
Swans sing before they die...
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| Joan Collins |
Show me a person who...
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| Cyril Connolly |
It is only in the...
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| Joseph Conrad |
Each blade of grass has...
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| e. e. cummings |
I thank you God for...
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| e. e. cummings |
The world is mud-luscious...
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| Anthony J. D'Angelo |
Wherever you go, no matter...
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| Don DeLillo |
There's always a period of...
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| Emily Dickinson |
How strange that nature does...
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| Annie Dillard |
There is a muscular energy...
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| Frederick Douglass |
It is not light that...
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| Henry Van Dyke |
Use what talent you possess...
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| Albert Einstein |
Look deep into nature, and...
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| Henry Ellis |
The sun, the moon and...
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Do not go where the...
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Flowers... are a proud...
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Earth laughs in flowers.
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Adopt the pace of nature...
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Nature always wears the colors...
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Nature and books belong to...
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson |
When nature has work to...
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| John Fowles |
In some mysterious way woods...
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| R. Buckminster Fuller |
There is nothing in a...
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| Galileo Galilei |
The sun, with all those...
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| Hamlin Garland |
I remember a hundred lovely...
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| Hamlin Garland |
Whenever the pressure of our...
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| Hamlin Garland |
My recollection of a hundred...
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| David Gerrold |
Understanding the laws of...
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| Kahlil Gibran |
Forget not that the earth...
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| Jean Giraudoux |
The flower is the poetry...
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| George Gissing |
For the man sound in...
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| Johann Wolfgang von Goethe |
One must ask children and...
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| Johann Wolfgang von Goethe |
Nature knows no pause in...
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| Vincent Van Gogh |
When I have a terrible...
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| Katharine Graham |
A mistake is simply another...
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| Dag Hammarskjold |
Never measure the height of...
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| Debbie Harry |
I don't mind if my...
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| William Hazlitt |
We do not see nature...
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| Lou Holtz |
A bird doesn't sing because...
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| Kin Hubbard |
Don't knock the weather; nine...
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| Langston Hughes |
Let the rain kiss you...
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| Langston Hughes |
Beauty for some provides...
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| Robert Green Ingersoll |
Hope is the only bee...
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| P. D. James |
It was one of those...
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| John Keats |
The poetry of the earth...
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| Helen Keller |
To me a lush carpet...
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| Rose Kennedy |
Birds sing after a storm...
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| Joyce Kilmer |
I think that I shall...
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| Doug Larson |
Spring is when you feel...
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| Aldo Leopold |
In June as many as...
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| David Letterman |
Fall is my favorite season...
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| Abraham Lincoln |
All my life I have...
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| Charles Lindbergh |
In wilderness I sense the...
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| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
The best thing one can...
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| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
The counterfeit and counterpart...
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| John Lubbock |
Rest is not idleness, and...
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| John Lubbock |
Earth and sky, woods and...
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| Martin Luther |
For in the true nature...
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| Robert Wilson Lynd |
There is nothing in which...
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| Orison Swett Marden |
The Universe is one great...
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| Orison Swett Marden |
Forests, lakes, and rivers...
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| Henri Matisse |
There are always flowers for...
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| Marshall McLuhan |
There are no passengers on...
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| Margaret Mead |
Never doubt that a small...
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| Thomas Merton |
By reading the scriptures I...
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| Roger Miller |
Some people walk in the...
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| Claude Monet |
I perhaps owe having become...
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| Marilyn Monroe |
Fame will go by and...
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| Toni Morrison |
All water has a perfect...
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| John Muir |
There is that in the...
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| John Muir |
Everybody needs beauty as well...
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| John Muir |
How glorious a greeting the...
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| John Muir |
I never saw a discontented...
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| John Muir |
God has cared for these...
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| John Muir |
A few minutes ago every...
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| John Muir |
In every walk with nature...
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| John Muir |
The clearest way into the...
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| John Muir |
Climb the mountains and get...
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| Iris Murdoch |
People from a planet without...
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| Gerard De Nerval |
Every flower is a soul...
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| Anais Nin |
And the day came when...
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| Sandra Day O'Connor |
Having family responsibilities and...
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| Georgia O'Keeffe |
I decided that if I...
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| Jean Paul |
Sorrows gather around great...
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| Antonio Porchia |
Flowers are without hope...
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| Robert Redford |
I think the environment should...
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| Carl Reiner |
A lot of people like...
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| James Whitcomb Riley |
When I see a bird...
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| Rainer Maria Rilke |
Everything is blooming most...
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| John Ruskin |
Sunshine is delicious, rain is...
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| Bertrand Russell |
I've made an odd discovery...
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| Carl Sagan |
In order to make an...
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| Carl Sandburg |
Let the gentle bush dig...
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| George Santayana |
To be interested in the...
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| Albert Schweitzer |
Man has lost the capacity...
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| Walter Scott |
Unless a tree has borne...
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| William Shakespeare |
One touch of nature makes...
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| William Shakespeare |
And this, our life, exempt...
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| William Shakespeare |
Fishes live in the sea...
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| George Bernard Shaw |
Except during the nine months...
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| Isaac Bashevis Singer |
I did not become a...
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| Socrates |
He is richest who is...
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| Ikkyu Sojun |
Break open a cherry tree...
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| Robert Louis Stevenson |
It is not so much...
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| Rabindranath Tagore |
Trees are the earth's endless...
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| Rabindranath Tagore |
The butterfly counts not...
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| Sara Teasdale |
Life has loveliness to sell...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
Thank God men cannot fly...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
Every creature is better alive...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
Shall I not have intelligence...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
Nature will bear the closest...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
The bluebird carries the sky...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
If a man walks in...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
Heaven is under our feet...
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| Mao Tse-Tung |
Let a hundred flowers bloom...
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| Alice Walker |
I think it pisses God...
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| Izaak Walton |
Those little nimble musicians...
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| Steven Weinberg |
Maybe nature is fundamentally...
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| H. G. Wells |
Adapt or perish, now as...
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| Walt Whitman |
A morning-glory at my...
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| Walt Whitman |
Give me odorous at sunrise...
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| Walt Whitman |
I believe a leaf of...
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| Robin Williams |
Spring is nature's way of...
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| Tennessee Williams |
The violets in the mountains...
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| William Wordsworth |
Come forth into the light...
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| Frank Lloyd Wright |
I believe in God, only...
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| Andrew Wyeth |
I prefer winter and fall...
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