Quotes About Nature

The tree of life for me is a symbol of abundance and eternal life.

Life is a plant that grows out of death.

Life itself is a school, and Nature always a fresh study.

In Watermelon Sugar the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar.

I realized that if what we call human nature can be changed, then absolutely anything is possible. From that moment my life changed.

Most people don't have any idea about all the complicated life going on inside a hive. Bees have a secret life we don't know anything about.

I never saw an ugly thing in my life.

To paraphrase a deceased patriot, I regret that I have only one life to give to my fly-fishing.

A woman is a vehicle of life. Life has overtaken her. Woman is what it is all about-the giving of birth and the giving of nourishment.

I can perform the life of the snail and be moving.

The life of every river sings its own song, but in most the song is long marred by the discords of misuse.

The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.

But naturalists are now beginning to look beyond this, and to see that there must be some other principle regulating the infinitely varied forms of animal life.

I'd rather have flowers in my hair, than diamonds around my neck.

Life was simple when you were a Shield Bug.

Perhaps the most important thing we can ever do in our lives is find a way to keep the wild-both the wild inside and the wild outside us-and tap into it.

I heard the spring light whisper Above the dancing stream, The world is made forever in likeness of a dream.

I like to go for a walk or swimming or in the garden when I can. It's a busy kind of life, but I guess I'm lucky.

The air is crowded with birds -- beautiful, tender, intelligent birds -- to whom life is a song.

She is a water bug on the surface of life.

If every human being disappeared off the face of the earth in an instant, the earth would still keep spinning and the planet would develop new life forms.

Caught up in life, you see it badly. You suffer from it or enjoy it too much. The artist, in my opinion, is a monstrosity, something outside of nature.

The nightingale appear'd the first, And as her melody she sang, The apple into blossom burst, To life the grass and violets sprang.

We need to witness our own limits transgressed, and some life pasturing freely where we never wander.