Quotes About Nature

Art is a fruit that grows in man, like a fruit on a plant, or a child in its mother's womb.

There's two kind of cherries, and two kind of fairies, and two kind of mothers I'm told.

The Earth is our mother just turning around, with her trees in the forest and roots underground. Our father above us whose sigh is the wind, paint us a rainbow without any end.

War is the mother of everything.

People in cities may forget the soil for as long as a hundred years, but Mother Nature's memory is long and she will not let them forget indefinitely.

Is there not something worthy of perpetuation in our Indian spirit of democracy, where Earth, our mother, was free to all, and no one sought to impoverish or enslave his neighbor?

I learned...every part of the body; I would move each part as I memorized it. As a child, I would lie in the woods for hours, hiding and watching the animals move, how the mother taught the young.

Coconut milk is the only thing on this planet that comes identically to mother's milk.

Be Thou praised, my Lord, of our Sister Mother Earth, which sustains and hath us in rule, and produces divers fruits with coloured flowers and herbs.

The first gathering of salads, radishes and herbs made me feel like a mother about her baby - how could anything so beautiful be mine?

My daughter is here in town doing a play, and her dog is staying with us. We live up in the hills, so he has access to thousands of acres of wilderness.

The first snowball I froze was put in my mother's deep freeze when I was in my early 20s.

Basic Instincts It's the way mother birds build nests, and build them high enough to elude

The word "wilderness" occurs approximately three hundred times in the Bible, and all its meanings are derogatory.

The nightingales are sobbing in The orchards of our mothers, And hearts that we broke long ago Have long been breaking others; Tears are round, the sea is deep: Roll them overboard and sleep.

A mother is always a mother, since a mother is a biological fact, whilst a father is a movable feast.

Like a child, the earth's going to sleep, or so the story goes. But I'm not tired, it says. And the mother says, You may not be tired but I'm tired

I really doubt whether evolution ever works, how then come Mothers have only two hands

If Nature is our mother, then God is our father.

The Romans did not see [the tale of Romulus, Remus and the she-wolf] as a charming story; they meant to show that they had imbibed wolfish appetites and ferocity with their mother's milk.

Beginnings are apt to be shadowy and so it is the beginnings of the great mother life, the sea.

If you can't be in awe of Mother Nature, there's something wrong with you.

My mother, who hates thunderstorms, Holds up each summer day and shakes It out suspiciously, lest swarms Of grape-dark clouds are lurking there.

The sea is mother-death and she is a mighty female, the one who wins, the one who sucks us all up.