“Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life.”
Muir's marginal note in volume I of Prose Works by Ralph Waldo Emerson (This volume is located at the Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library of Yale University. See Albert Saijo, "Me, Muir, and Sierra Nevada", in Reinhabiting a Separate Country: A Bioregional Anthology of Northern California, edited by Peter Berg, San Francisco, California: Planet Drum Foundation, 1978, pages 52-59, at page 55, and Frederick W. Turner, Rediscovering America: John Muir in His Time and Ours (1985), page 193.)
1870s
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Source: 1930s, A Dynamic Theory of Personality, 1935, p. 123.
“The self is only a threshold, a door, a becoming between two multiplicities”
Source: A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia
“今天中國面臨的是‘兩國之爭’，即新生的'中華蘇維埃共和國'與腐朽的'中華民國'的鬥爭”，“‘兩國’之爭，決定著中國目前的全部政治生活”，“‘兩國’政權的尖銳對立，是目前中國全部政治生活的核心。
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“The pine trees whispering, the gerons cry
The plover's passing wing, his lullaby”
from The Camper
An argosy of fables, "The Leaves and the Roots" p. 398
The Fables (1883)
pages 271-284 (at pages 282-283)
1890s, The National Parks and Forest Reservations, 1895
"The Snow Man"
Harmonium (1923)
Context: p>One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitterOf the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare placeFor the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.</p
“The nearest way to God
Leads through love's open door;
The path of knowledge is
Too slow for evermore”
The Cherubinic Wanderer