Quotes About Nature

Ere the moon has climbed the mountain, ere the rocks are ribbed with light

Borrow trouble for yourself, if that`s your nature, but don`t lend it to your neighbors.

Thou hast been with the Monkey People—the gray apes—the people without a law—the eaters of everything.

Otherwise, he would be far away in the jungle; tasting, touching, seeing, and feeling new things.

for madness is the most disgraceful thing that can overtake a wild creature.

The Wolves are a free people," said Father Wolf. "They take orders from the Head of the Pack, and not from any striped cattle-killer. The man's cub is ours—to kill if we choose.

Directly in front of him, holding on by a low branch, stood a naked brown baby who could just walk—as soft and as dimpled a little atom as ever came to a wolf's cave at night. He looked up into Father Wolf's face, and laughed.

Akela, the grim old wolf who had never asked for mercy in his life, gave one piteous look at Mowgli as the boy stood all naked, his long black hair tossing over his shoulders in the light of the blazing branch that made the shadows jump and quiver.

And Kotick curled up his mustache (it was a beauty) and said, I am the only white seal that has ever been born on the beaches, and I am the only seal, black or white, who ever thought of looking for new islands.

Now Rann the Kite brings home the night That Mang the Bat sets free—

No man's cub can run with the people of the jungle, howled Shere Khan. Give

One day, a high summer flood washed him out of the burrow where he lived with his father and mother, and carried him, kicking and clucking, down a roadside ditch. He found a

four tumbling, squealing cubs

to show his children how to kill, and then he must hunt outside the hunting-grounds of his pack or tribe. The real reason for this is that man-killing means, sooner or later, the arrival of white

Rudyard Kipling

Well," said Rikki-tikki, and his tail began to fluff up again, "marks or no marks, do you think it is right for you to eat fledglings out of a nest?

elephant's trumpeting

the wildest of all the wild animals was the Cat. He walked by himself

Rudyard Kipling

One day, a high summer flood washed him out of the burrow where he lived with his father and mother, and carried him, kicking and clucking, down a roadside ditch.

Each dog barks in his own yard! We will see what the Pack will say to this fostering of man-cubs. The cub is mine, and to my teeth he will come in the end, O bush-tailed thieves!

Sometimes Bagheera the Black Panther would come

Rudyard Kipling

Baloo and Bagheera, for, at the pace the monkeys were going, he knew his friends would be left far behind. It was useless to look down, for he could only see the top sides of the branches, so he stared upward and saw, far away in the blue, Rann, the Kite, balancing and wheeling