Quotes About Nature

Even as a cow she was lovely.

Nothing retains its original form, but Nature, the goddess of all renewal, keeps altering one shape into another. Nothing at all in the world can perish, you have to believe me; things merely vary and change their appearance. What we call birth is merely becoming a different entity; what we call death is ceasing to be the same. Though the parts may possibly shift their position from here to there, the wholeness in nature is constant.

Nothing retains its form; new shapes from old Nature, the great inventor, ceaselessly Contrives. In all creation, be assured, There is no death - no death, but only change And innovation; what we men call birth Is but a different new beginning; death Is but to cease to be the same. Perhaps This may have moved to that and that to this, Yet still the sum of things remains the same. Nothing can last, I do believe, for long In the same image.

An animal more like the gods than these, more intellectually capable and able to control the other beasts, had not as yet appeared: now man was born, either

I intend to speak of metamorphoses.

Phantasos: he takes illusory shapes of all inanimate things, earth, stones, rivers, trees.

When lizard-footed giants climbed the hills And with a hundred hands clawed at the sky.

All that remained of Daphne was her shining loveliness

ingenium mala saepe movent

By faithful study of the nobler arts, our nature's softened, and more gentle grows.

et ignotas animum dimittit in artes, naturamque nouat.

And last her voice remained. Vanished in forest

they cast the stones behind: The stones (a miracle to mortal view, But long tradition makes it pass for true) Did first the rigour of their kind expel, And suppled into softness, as they fell

Wij mensen zijn dan ook gehard en tehen veel bestand, een wezenlijk bewijs van dat waaruit wij zijn geschapen.

in flammam flammas, in mare fundis aquas

Man was made to hold his head erect in majesty and see the sky

Let the storm have its will of man – but let storm and poem reach their end, I pray, each at the same time!

When a man is kind to dumb animals, I always say he has got some good in him.

The cowboy has now gone to worlds invisible; the wind has blown away the white ashes of his campfires; but the empty sardine box lies rusting over the face of the Western earth.

Often when I have camped here, it has made me want to become the ground, become the water, become the trees, mix with the whole thing. Not know myself from it. Never unmix again.

They're pretty near the color of your eyes. Never mind my eyes. Can't help it, ma'am. Not since South Fork

I'm a lunatic by nature, and lunatics don't need training – they just are.

She uttered a sound rather like an elephant taking its foot out of a mud hole in a Burmese teak forest.

I'm lonely, Jeeves.' 'You have a great many friends,sir.' 'What's the good of friends?' 'Emerson,' I reminded him,'says a friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of Nature,sir.' 'Well, you can tell Emerson from me next time you see him that he's an ass.' 'Very good, sir.