Quotes About Nature

I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous. (The Blue Bouquet)

Perhaps to love is to learn to walk through this world. To learn to be silent Like the oak and linden of fable. To learn to see

Mi corazón está brotando flores en mitad de la noche Poema Azteca

The blue light of the rising moon fell on the rocks and the scant forest of the taiga, revealing each projecting rock, each tree in a peculiar fashion, different from the way they looked by day. Everything seemed real but different than in the daytime. It was as if the world had a second face, a nocturnal face.

Human nature is universial, and it endures through all cultures and epochs. This is the secret of perenniality of certain poems and books.

the trees murmur, they tell us something…

Look at the power of the world, look at the power of the dust, look at the water.

Der Triumph der Prinzipien über Instinkte

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone, and the only one who seeks out another. His nature – if that word can be used in reference to man, who has 'invented' himself by saying 'no' to nature – consists in his longing to realize himself in another. Man is nostalgia and a search for communion. Therefore, when he is aware of himself he is aware of his lack of another, that is, of his solitude.

América Latina: ruínas, natureza e umas figuras imprecisas - os criados e o gerente do hotel.

Ante los crisantemos blancos las tijeras vacilan un instante.

man, tree of images, words which are flowers become fruits which are deeds.

Trees heavy with birds hold the afternoon up with their hands. — Octavio Paz, from "THE TOMB Of AMIR KHUSRU," A Tale of Two Gardens (New Directions, 1997)

La poesía nos hace tocar lo impalpable y escuchar la marea del silencio cubriendo un paisaje devastado por el insomnio.

for when an act becomes easy through constant repetition it becomes a pleasure to perform and if it is a pleasure to perform it is man's nature to perform it often. When I perform it often it becomes a habit and I become its slave and since it is a good habit this is my will. Today I begin a new life.

Nature already has supplied me with knowledge and instinct far greater than any beast in the forest and the value of experience is overrated, usually by old men who nod wisely and speak stupidly.

The Scroll Marked IV I am nature's greatest miracle.

Thus a new and good habit is born, for when an act becomes easy through constant repetition it becomes a pleasure to perform and if it is a pleasure to perform it is man's nature to perform it often. When I perform it often it becomes a habit and I become its slave and since it is a good habit this is my will. Today I begin a new life.

The creation of a thousand forests is in a single acorn.

I am a unique creature of nature. I am rare and there is value in all rarity; therefore, I am valuable

No visiting angel, or explorer from another planet could have guessed that this bland orb teemed with vermin, with world-mastering, self-torturing, incipiently angelic beasts.

So might we ourselves look down into some rock-pool where lowly creatures repeat with naive zest dramas learned by their ancestors æons ago.

Two or more year ago she was out workin' in her rose garden one mornin' - did you know, boy, she's got over sixty different kinds out there? - and she said to me, said, 'Mr. Blakeslee, I wouldn't even mind dyin' if'n I could be buried in a bed of roses.

The bees are very attentive to the flowers until their honey is done, and then they fly over them. I don't know if the flowers feel grateful to the bees, they are great fools if they do.