Quotes About Nature

Mutluluk,yaz ya?muruna benzemez. Umulmad?k anda birden bire bo?anmaz insan?n tepesinden. Azar azar gelir. ?nsan?n hayata ve çevresine kar?? davran??lar? getirir mutlulu?u, Azar azar birike birike. Gerçek mutluluk böyle do?ar.

Fainting with heat, he suddenly found himself in the cold, cold river. He had turned into a fish. Tail, body, fins - everything was fishlike, except the head, which was his own and still ached. He swam through the muted, cool, underwater darkness and thought that now he would remain a fish forever and never go back to the moutains. "I won't return," he said to himself. "It's better to be a fish, it's better to be a fish...

Üstelik bütün gölü kurutmalar? ihtimali vard?. Korunmaya al?nm??, sit alan? ilan edilmi? olsun, olmas?n, tereddütsüz yakacaklard? o bölgeyi. ?nsano?lu ç?kar? u?runa yerküreyi bir limon gibi s?kabilirdi.

Yes, there will be winter, there will be cold, there will be snowstorms, but then there will be spring again...

Do you blame a vulture for perching over a carcass?

You cannot plant greatness as you plant yams or maize. Who ever planted an iroko tree--the greatest tree in the forest? You may collect all the iroko seeds in the world, open the soil and put them there. It will be in vain. The great tree chooses where to grow and we find it there, so it is with the greatness in men.

The life of the imagination is a vital element of our total nature. If we starve it or pollute it the quality of our life is depressed or soiled.

Perhaps down in his heart Okonkwo was not a cruel man. But his whole life was dominated by fear, the fear of failure and of weakness. It was deeper and more intimate that the fear of evil and capricious gods and of magic, the fear of the forest, and of the forces of nature, malevolent, red in tooth and claw. Okonkwo's fear was greater than these. It was not external but lay deep within himself.

My first lesson on nature of love was that in a moment it could fulfill the cravings of a lifetime, like a light that someone might shine into a cavern that has been dark for a million years.

But inside loss there can be gain, too,like the small silver spider Bela had discovered one dewy morning, curled asleep at the center of a rose.

Ah, love. Why had Vidhata made its nature so complex? Why did one love conflict, so often, with another?

This was my first lesson on the nature of love: that in a moment it could fulfil the cravings of a lifetime, like a light that someone might shine into a cavern that has been dark for a million years.

Bushes would pull in their sharp thorns and burst into flower when I watered them or loosened the earth around their roots. Squirrel-like creatures, their long white hair smooth as silk-thread, would scurry up to take berries from my palm.

days slow as cattle grazing in a parched summer field.

You are thinking, what does it look like, such a knife. Most ordinary, for that is the nature of deepest magic. Deepest magic which lies at the heart of our everyday lives, flickering fire, if only we had eyes to see.

Animals were superior to most humans. Men would have turned away once you had nothing more to give them.

MY STRANGE GIFT WITH plants was a mystery to me. Perhaps it was because, like them, I was earth-born. Maybe for the same reason, when I touched a plant, I knew its healing properties.

Sometimes I dreamed that I was walking the wilderness with its swaying grasses, its leaping, golden beasts, the earth-mother the way she'd been before people bent her to their desires.

But some things can't be told that way, I know that now. They can only be approached stealthily, from behind, like wild birds. And even then they catch your scent and take flight before you throw your net of words over them.

The problem with mango plucking is the fruit falls too quickly; and harvest season is over far too soon.

There are things you can only say with a canyon. Or smoke moving across a vally toward the mist.

The wind is calling in a voice I remember.

We are so lucky to live here," he would say, and she couldn't disagree. They were lucky that the earth had conspired to heap up such startling beauty in one place, and they were lucky that it hadn't all fallen apart yet in a a geological catastrophe.

Once when we stopped to rest, she dug her toes into the earth at the edge of a field and smiled. When I saw her smile, I felt strong enough to carry on..