Quotes About Nature

The cottage garden most for use designed, Yet not of beauty destitute.

...Thus in each flower and simple bell, That in our path untrodden lie, Are sweet remembrancers who tell How fast the winged moments fly. Time will steal on with ceaseless pace, Yet lose we not the fleeting hours, Who still their fairy footsteps trace, As light they dance among the flowers.

...Silene, who declines The garish noontide's blazing light; But when the evening crescent shines, Gives all her sweetness to the night....

...The woods, the lawns, the heaths supply Lessons from Nature to the heart....

...Broad o'er its imbricated cup The Goatsbeard spreads its golden rays, But shuts its cautious petals up, Retreating from the noon-tide blaze...

...See Hieracium's various tribe, Of plumy seed and radiate flowers, The course of Time their blooms describe, And wake or sleep appointed hours....

Taylor first lived on the 11-acre Christmas-tree

L'arbre tombe feuille à feuille : si les hommes contemplaient chaque matin ce qu'ils ont perdu la veille, ils s'apercevraient bien de leur pauvreté.

Bir çiçeÄŸi öldürebilirsiniz ama bahar? asla öldüremezsiniz.

I am more and more convinced that true revolutionaries must perceive the revolution, because of its creative and liberating nature, as an act of love. For me, the revolution, which is not possible without a theory of revolution - and therefore science - is not irreconcilable with love.

Es extraño lo fácilmente que perdemos contacto con lo que nos rodea, y lo vital que puede llegar a ser ese contacto.

If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life.

If grass can grow through cement, love can find you every time.

Winter in 'Zona is spring Spring is summer Autumn is our winter And summer is Hell.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, and summer's lease hath too short a date.

While some people cannot see the forest for the trees, others cannot see the trees for the forest. Sometimes we can more easily love the world than the ones whom God places in front of us.

In the same way you can find God in the beauty of nature, you can find God in the beauty of the destitute. We're not meant to just admire the trees, we're meant to share life.

There's always a sunrise and always a sunset and it's up to you to choose to be there for it,' said my mother. 'Put yourself in the way of beauty.

I was a pebble. I was a leaf. I was the jagged branch of a tree. I was nothing to them and they were everything to me.

It only had to do with how it felt to be in the wild. With what it was like to walk for miles for no reason other than to witness the accumulation of trees and meadows, mountains and deserts, streams and rocks, rivers and grasses, sunrises and sunsets. The experience was powerful and fundamental. It seemed to me that it had always felt like this to be a human in the wild, and as long as the wild existed it would always feel this way.

Perhaps being amidst the undesecrated beauty of the wilderness meant that I too could be undesecrated, regardless of what I'd lost or what had been taken from me, regardless of the regrettable things I'd done to others or myself or the regrettable things that had been done to me. Of all the things I'd been skeptical about, I didn't feel skeptical about this: the wilderness had a clarity that included me.

Each night the black sky and the bright stars were my stunning companions; occasionally I'd see their beauty and solemnity so plainly that I'd realize in a piercing way that my mother was right. That someday I would be grateful and that in fact I was grateful now, that I felt something growing in me that was strong and real.

I looked up at the blue sky, feeling, in fact, a burst of energy, but mostly feeling my mother's presence, remembering why it was that I'd thought I could hike this trail.

I didn't know how living outdoors and sleeping on the ground in a tent each night and walking alone through the wilderness all day almost every day had come to feel like my normal life, but it had. It was the idea of not doing it that scared me.