Quotes About Nature

Rachel Carson's Silent Spring, with a single powerful blow, shattered for all time a complex article of fundamental articles of our cultural faith; that the world was capable of repairing any damage we might do to it; that the world was designed to do this, that the world was on our side; that God himself had fashioned the world specifically to support our efforts to conquer and rule it.

it's the work of animism to read the Law of Life that is written in the community of life.

I'm saying that the price you've paid is not the price of becoming human. It's not even the price of having the things you just mentioned. It's the price of enacting a story that casts mankind as the enemy of the world.

We're not destroying the world because we're clumsy. We're destroying the world because we are, in a very literal and deliberate way, at war with it.

The lion that comes across a herd of gazelles doesn't massacre them, as an enemy would. It kills one

Pine trees with low limbs spread over fresh snow made a stronger vault for the spirit than pews and pulpits ever could.

Ree, brunette and sixteen, with milk skin and abrupt green eyes, stood bare-armed in a fluttering yellowed dress, face to the wind, her cheeks reddening as if smacked and smacked again.

That water's colder'n hell! That's what makes it good. That's what makes it help all your bruises'n bumps'n stuff. It's colder'n a goddam witch's tit in there!

Yet, while energy transition has become a pervasive theme all around the world, disagreement rages, both within countries and among them, on the nature of the transition: how it unfolds, how long it takes, and who pays. "Energy transition" certainly means something very different to a developing country such as India, where hundreds of millions of impoverished people do not have access to commercial energy, than to Germany or the Netherlands.

God can be heard in the jingle of a spur, the thunder of hooves, and the bawl of a newborn calf.

I know the rain is cold my dear, but dance in it a little while you wait for the sun.

Let her tell stories and dance in the rain, somersault, tumble and run, her joys must be high as her sorrows are deep, let her grow like a weed in the sun.

Greet the sun every morning as though it's your best friend. Dance in the rain as though you are dancing with a lover.

Do you know why the Indian rain dances always worked? Because the Indians would keep dancing until it rained.

To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power.

Can you feel the love tonight? You needn't look too far. Stealing through the night's uncertainties, love is where they are.

Children just need the time, the space, and the permission to be kids.

Eternal love doth keep in his complacent arms, the earth, the air, the deep.

No garden is without its weeds.

To different minds, poetry may present different phases. To me, the reverent faith of the people I lived among, and their faithful everyday living, was poetry; blossoms and trees and blue shies were poetry. God himself was poetry.

I have no fear of losing my life – if I have to save a koala or a crocodile or a kangaroo or a snake, mate, I will save it.

Fog is just clouds that have fell down

If you listen very quietly, it sounds like the rain is playing music in the grass and the trees…

Thank you, dear God, for this good life and forgive us if we do not love it enough. Thank you for the rain. And for the chance to wake up in three hours and go fishing: I thank you for that now, because I won't feel so thankful then.