Quotes About Nature

To-day one half remembers With a sigh, In the yellow-mooned Septembers Long gone by, Many a solitary stroll With an overflowing soul...

When I heard the learn'd astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.

Give me nights perfectly quiet... and I looking up at the stars...

Clouds tie-dye the night.

Life is so much clearer under the stars than under a roof.

The moon was but a chin of gold A night or two ago, And now she turns her perfect face Upon the world below. Her forehead is of amplest blond; Her cheek like beryl stone; Her eye unto the summer dew The likest I have known... And what a privilege to be But the remotest star! For certainly her way might pass Beside your twinkling door. Her bonnet is the firmament, The universe her shoe, The stars the trinkets at her belt, Her dimities of blue.

...there does a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night...

Light of the moon Moves west, flowers' shadows Creep eastward.

Die down, O dismal day! and let me live. And come, blue deeps! magnificently strewn With colored clouds — large, light, and fugitive — By upper winds through pompous motions blown.

Save the bees, the trees, and the Oxford comma.

The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary...

...the sky. It is the part of creation in which nature has done more for the sake of pleasing man.... there is not a moment of any day of our lives, when nature is not producing scene after scene, picture after picture, glory after glory, and working still upon such exquisite and constant principles of the most perfect beauty, that it is quite certain it is all done for us, and intended for our perpetual pleasure.

Here there are very beautiful fields with olive trees, which are grey and silvery green, like pollard willows. And I never get tired of the blue sky..

Day holds the sky with big blue arms Until the sun sends her off into evening With a grateful blaze of vibrant colors

I rest in rainbows and I nest in clouds I'd live in raindrops if only I knew how

Is soul the stem and body the blossom — or body our stem, with soul its indigenous bloom?

Dreams grow like wildflowers in her soul.

May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day.

The best six doctors anywhere And no one can deny it Are sunshine, water, rest, and air Exercise and diet...

Is there anything more loyal than the sun?

I'm not a doctor and I don't know the technical terminology, but I do know that sunshine activates our happiness glands.

Where there is sunshine the doctor starves.

Morning golden hour is the warm glow of the day's potential Evening golden hour is nature's afterglow to a day well spent

Moonlight is a beautiful and comforting reminder that the sun is still out there somewhere.