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The harvest moon has no innocence, like the slim quarter moon of a spring twilight, nor has it the silver penny brilliance of the moon that looks down upon the resorts of summertime. Wise, ripe, and portly, like an old Bacchus, it waxes night after night.

— Donald C. Peattie An Almanac for Moderns (1935)

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When a naturalist is thoroughly comfortable and settled, it is time to uproot him.

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The fungi are the underworld of plant life, that lives clandestinely, by its unconscious wits, taking to cover in unfavorable times, rioting at another.

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Species is but the ideal form; within this idea, within each species, is a diversity of individuality to make the stars look monotonous.

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As plantsmen we are interested in the moment when the first plant began. For there was raised the flag of life.

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Futile for science to try to discover what the forces of Nature are; it can only discover how they operate.

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