Quotes About Scenery

At certain times of the day, and at particular bends in the road or curves of the shore, Cyprus is still so lovely that it takes you by the throat.

Outside, the afternoon sun was an orange sliver on an icy horizon.

the sprawling branches of the maple tree were plush with autumn.

They were standing at the top of a mountain, on a wide patch of flat land. Far below lay a vast swath of farmland, fields of green. Great rectangles of brown, newly tilled earth. "California," Ant said. Elsa had never seen land so beautiful. So fertile. So green. California. The Golden State.

This was taken yesterday in southern Spain. Granada to be precise.

OVER THE SIERRA NEVADA MOUNTAINS SOUTHERN SPAIN

WEST OF MANASSAS VIRGINIA USA

some twenty more miles on an old two-lane country road. Traffic was light, just a couple of pickups and a Volkswagen

Well, the trip from then on across Arizona and east of Los Angeles was just one Oasis after another. You can just throw anything out and it will grow there. I like Arizona.

Massive rolling waves of white-gray clouds chase the warm afternoon across a deep blue sky.

A friend of mine had this great theory about the Teletubbies, that it's preparing us for being mindless. And getting us ready for living in an underground world. That's why the scenery is so flat.

South Africa is the most beautiful country I have been to. Canada is also hugely underrated.

I love hiking out to Fallen Leaf Lake. It's a beautiful spot to go hike around, and it's at the base of one of the biggest mountains, Mount Tallac! And of course, I love to hit Sierra at Tahoe for snowboarding.

In Colorado Springs there's nothing to do but look at the mountains and box.

The man of humanity delights in mountains

Though American scenery is destitute of many of those circumstances that give value to the European, still it has features, and glorious ones, unknown to Europe...the most distinctive, and perhaps the most impressive, characteristic of American scenery is its wildness

I grew up in Wicklow, near Roundwood. It's a beautiful place on the east coast. That's where I started riding bikes.

I especially like the Padstow area and the south coast near Portloe. It's lovely, though I do wish it was a bit closer to London.

I'll never forget the fall colors on the Berkshires.

Flying to Fair Isle from Lerwick is an experience I'll never forget.

I would stare at the honest brightness of the gasoline paraphernalia against the splendid green of oaks or at a distant hill scrambling out — scarred but still untamed — from the wilderness of agriculture that was trying to swallow it.

The physical universe and its buzzing machinery, its fantastical scenery.

there may be a matter of five leagues," he observed. This is what he saw: a series of mounds, covered with tufts of grass

snow-covered mountains and the Santa Cruz River, three miles wide.