Quotes About Nature

I started on the beach in Santa Barbara with my father when I was six.

Beaches are really important to me, and I love Sennen Cove and Perranporth Beach.

Like most things in life, the beard always comes first. And it sends out some kind of pheromonal call to the universe that brings the roles appropriate to it.

I'm kind of scared of bears.

There's what we expect bears to do and then there's what they do. Sometimes the two don't match.

Bears are very nice, as long as you are nice to them.

When you name a beast, sometimes it makes it less bestial.

I love high summer as well, but nothing beats a perfect May morning.

There is nothing - nothing - that beats being in the jungles. It's so easy to just sit and meditate there.

It's one of the beautiful things about Australia that people do get to share this life here, away from trouble.

There is beauty in everything.

Food is no longer sacred to us: in becoming too efficient we've changed its nature.

I love it when the sunrays enter my bedroom in the morning.

No beehive. Beehives - we sort of put them - well, we revive them sometimes.

It is hard to imagine a world without bees. It would be even harder to live in it.

My elder son and his wife keep bees, and my younger son has bees, too.

Everyone should have two or three hives of bees.

I'm afraid of bees.

Men are beasts and even beasts don't behave as they do.

I look like my mother but behave like my father.

Fellini belongs to nature.

To see the Earth below you when we could take a break... to appreciate the environment around us was very special.

Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink, I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper; fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars. THOREAU, Walden

The tourists who come to visit may be disappointed if they can't see the mountain clearly, but it's all the same to the mountain--seen or unseen, in sun or clouds, broiling or frigid, it just sits, being itself.