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Walt Whitman·1855

I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

John Muir·1901

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of autumn.

Matsuo Bashō·1686

An old silent pond. A frog jumps into the pond — splash! Silence again.