John Burroughs
In 1871, John Burroughs published Wake-Robin, his first collection of essays, and in doing so left a concrete, dated marker at the start of his writing life.
Born on April 3, 1837, in Roxbury, Burroughs was an American citizen who worked as a naturalist, writer, journalist, and essayist. He wrote in English, and his output spanned those overlapping roles across the course of his life. Wake-Robin, that debut essay collection, stands as the earliest documented point in his published career, a fixed reference against which the rest of his work can be measured.
Burroughs died on March 29, 1921, in California, just days before what would have been his eighty-fourth birthday. He had been born in Roxbury and died on the opposite coast, and Wake-Robin, published fifty years before his death, remains the earliest confirmed title associated with his name.
Quotes by John Burroughs
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A man can fail many times but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else.
One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this. To rise above little things
I go to nature to be soother and healed, and to have my senses put in tune once more.
I go t nature to be soother and healed, and to have my senses put in tune once more.
How beautifully the leaves grow old! How full of light and color are their last days!
Happiness comes most to persons who seek her least, and think least about it. It is not an object to be sought. It is a state to be induced. It must follow and not lead. It must overtake you, and not you overtake it.— The secret of happiness is something to do.
One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this: To rise above the little things.
What matter if I stand alone? / I wait with joy the coming years; / My heart shall reap where it hath sown, / And garner up its fruit of tears.