Quotes About Nature

April is a promise that May is bound to keep.

If you would know strength and patience, welcome the company of trees.

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.

Here and there one sees the blush of wild rose haws or the warmth of orange fruit on the bittersweet, and back in the woods is the occasional twinkle of partridgeberries. But they are the gem stones, the rare decorations which make the grays, the browns and the greens seem even more quiet, more completely at rest.

A snowdrift is a beautiful thing-if it doesn't lie across the path you have to shovel or block the road that leads to your destination.

You cn't be suspicious of a tree, accuse a bird or squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet

A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.

In a painful time of my life I went often to a wooded hillside where May apples grew by the hundreds, and I thought the sourness of their fruit had a symbolism for me. Instead, I was to find both love and happiness soon thereafter. So to me [the May apple] is the mandrake, the love symbol, of the old dealers in plant restoratives.

The Earth's distances invite the eye. And as the eye reaches, so must the mind stretch to meet these new horizons. I challenge anyone to stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see a new expanse not only around him, but in him, too.

Without birds, where would we have learned that there can be song in the heart?

Man is the religious animal. He is the only one that's got true religion, several of them.

Getting fired is nature's way to telling you that you had the wrong job in the first place.

give birth to precocious offspring, able to swim immediately after birth and so to follow their mothers through their fluid world. For

He was not a man of icy nature, but he loved to gather icicles about him.

Þar sem jökulinn ber við loft hættir landið að vera jarðneskt, en jörðin fær hlutdeild í himninum, þar búa ekki framar neinar sorgir og þessvegna er gleðin ekki nauðsynleg, þar ríkir fegurðin ein, ofar hverri kröfu.

And when the spring breezes blow up the valley; when the spring sun shines on last year's withered grass on the river banks; and on the lake; and on the lake's two white swans; and coaxes the new grass out of the spongy soil in the marshes - who could believe on such a day that this peaceful, grassy valley brooded over the story of our past; and over its spectres?

Gyvenim? pradedi auksin?mis svajon?mis apie bekraš?ius miškus, o pabaigoje džiaugiesi vienui vienu medžiu. Toks ir yra kiekvienos gyvos b?tyb?s tikslas - iškirsti svajones.

In any case I attach no importance to God. It's nothing more than arrogance for us humans to consider ourselves any more significant than all the animals, flowers and plants. Cows never created a bovine Jesus for themselves. Not even a dandelion believes in God, and that's the most stupid plant of them all.

Life is very simple. It's just either dead meat or moving meat.

Thank you for warming the industrial gray of my concrete foundation and turning my bones from cement blocks to rich mahogany wood.

Then the maiden climbed into a tree, and, seating herself in the branches, began to knit.

now at the end of a long avenue, but when he turned to, look for his followers not one was to be seen; the woods had closed instantly upon him as he had passed through. He was entirely alone, and utter