Nature Quotes
Individual events. Events beyond law. Events so numerous and so uncoordinated that, flaunting their freedom from formula, they yet fabricate firm form.
The warmly cool, clear, ringing, perfumed, overflowing, redundant days, were as crystal goblets of Persian sherbet, heaped up—flaked up, with rose-water snow.
The sea stood up before him, foaming, torn by lightning bolts, opening terrifying mouths that gobbled up the dense, hard black rains unleashed by the sky like hate.
A Cue from NatureRun outside during a thunderstormThat downpour, that conquered hesitation, that exhilarationThat’s what unlonely is like
All things are poison and nothing is without poison, only the dose permits something not to be poisonous.
There is nothing in man or nature that does not ask questions.
A breeze blew softly, slightly rippling the water as it carried the heady scents of late Carolina springtime through the air. Honeysuckle. Jasmine. Ripe, pungent river mud. Ah, the world felt right.
And scars will lighten, they'll pale unless you keep rubbing at them...wait long enough, they'll fade.
A hothouse flower trained to bloom out of season and in the wrong climate. I do not belong.
Elegance is the perfect disguise for our violent nature—a mask so convincing that we often fool ourselves the moment we don it.
He stood there a moment, listened to the creek, and let the mountain air blow against his face. Even with all this heartache, it was beautiful here.
Every summer there are a number of nights, not many, but a number, when everything is perfect. The light, the warmth, the smells, the mist, the birdsong – the moths. Who can sleep? Who wants to?
I feel the fluttering of dragonflies—summer creatures that have no use for words.
...we do not own these woods. They own us.
We have a calling: a need to be close to Nature, where she may cleanse our souls and wash away the stresses of yesterday. It is emotional recompense for the cost of living.
And there were carved hearts in the trunks of trees with the initials of couples who felt there was no more romantic thing they could do to celebrate their love than scar the local plant life
There seems to be a sense of balance or equilibrium that nature attempts to achieve with the usage of cycles, leading us to the concept of self-organization and spontaneous order.
Give Nature a vacuum and she will try to fill it. Give her localized pressure and she will try to disperse it. She is forever seeking a balance she can never achieve, never happy with what she's got.
We speak of love when we destroy nature.It sounds like innocence of cruel arrogance.
There are always unfavourable consequences to consuming unnatural foods.
The question isn't why organic food is so darned expensive, it's really about why chemically sprayed, poisoned food is so cheap.
The Earth is an animal that shakes off its fleas when they dig too deep, bite too hard.
He who sees a gold bullion more valuable than a tree has surely an intelligence much less than a donkey’s!
They regarded our passage not at all, and by the afternoon I felt no more significant than an ant. I had never thought to be disdained by a tree.
Here I find the true nature of the tree - not in the bulk of its shape but in the way its form alters my vision of the world.
Do you believe in God, Martin?'And he answered, 'Yes, because of His trees. Don't you?''I'm not sure...''Oh, my poor, blind Stephen! Look again, go on looking until you do believe.
Trees were made of vibrant green leaves sitting on the shoulders of shy green leaves too embarrassed to show themselves.
If you want to have peace of mind, you need to listen to your heart or your inner nature. If you want to have peace of mind, you need to listen to your heart or your inner nature.
After a debauch of thundershower the weather takes the pledge and signs it with a rainbow.
From the intrinsic evidence of His creation the Great Architect of the Universe now begins to appear as a pure mathematician .
Is dishwater dull? Naturalists with microscopes have told me that it teems with quiet fun.
Nature with equal mind sees all her sons at play sees man control the wind the wind sweep man away.
There is one glory of the sun and another glory of the moon and another glory of the stars: for one star differeth from another star in glory.
There is something haunting in the light of the moon it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul and something of its inconceivable mystery.
