Quotes About Nature

Grandmother walked up over the bare granite and thought about birds in general. It seemed to her no other creature had the same dramatic capacity to underline and perfect events -- the shifts in the seasons and the weather, the changes that run through people themselves. p.33

When one's dead, one's dead… This squirrel will become earth all in his time. And still later on, there'll grow new trees from him, with new squirrels skipping about in them. Do you think that's so very sad?

Only farmers and summer guests walk on the moss. What they don't know - and it cannot be repeated too often - is that moss is terribly frail. Step on it once and it rises the next time it rains. The second time, it doesn't rise back up. And the third time you step on moss, it dies.

We sat talking on a rock. The air was filled with the tang of sea-weed and of something else that could only have been the ocean smell. I felt so happy that I wasn't even afraid it wouldn't last.

Oh, dear me!" he lamented. "The raft has floated off and I suppose it's gone down that awful hole by now." "Well, never mind. We're not on it," said Snufkin gaily. "What's a kettle here or there when you're out looking for a comet!

Akkurat nå tenker jeg på nordlys. Man vet ikke om det finnes eller bare synes. Alt er meget usikkert, og det er nettopp det som beroliger meg.

Of course, Moomintrolls don't wear clothes, except sometimes in bed.

When they reached the top of the hill they turned and looked down at the valley. Moominhouse was just a blue dot, and the river a narrow ribbon of green: the swing they couldn't see at all. "We've never been such a long way from home before," said Moomintroll, and a little goose-fleshy thrill of excitement came over them at the thought.

We'll always keep our bangles in brown pond water in the future. They're so much more beautiful that way

Du skjønner, det er så mye som ikke for plass om sommeren og høsten og våren", sa hun. "Alle som er litt sjenerte og litt rare. Forskjellige slags nattdyr og folk som ikke passer inn noen steder, og som ingen tror på. De holder seg unna hele året. Og så, når det er helt stille og hvitt og nettene blir lange og alle har gått i hi - da kommer de fram.

Luultavasti myrskyjä onkin vain siksi, että niiden jälkeen saataisiin auringonnousu.

Tuo kalastaja on höperö, hänellä on meriheinää päässä.

Grandmother had had to be frugal all her life, and so she had a weakness for extravagance. She watched the basin and the barrels and every crevice in the granite fill with water and overflow. She looked at the mattresses out being aired and the dishes that were washing themselves. She sighed contentedly, and, absorbed in thought, she filled a coffee cup with precious drinking water and poured it over a daisy.

I'm not a great one for beds, said the muskrat. They are unnecessary furniture, really. It was the only hole I lived in, but I was happy there. Of course, it's all the same to a philosopher whether he is happy or not, but it was a good hole . . .

Det er snølyset," sa hun. "Alt blir pent i snølys.

Neither one of the two friends felt any great need of talking. As yet. They had time; summer lay before them, long and full of promises.

Minun mielestäni ainoa, joka tästä lähtien voi asua siellä, on Tuu-tikki itse, sanoi Muumipeikon äiti. -Ja sitä paitsi uimahuone on aika porvarillinen laitos. Uimahousut voi aivan yhtä hyvin pukea ylleen rantahiekalla.

Mutta Muumipappa oli kuullut, etteivät hattivatit riitele koskaan. Ne ovat luonteeltaan hiljaisia, ja niitä kiinnostaa vain päästä eteenpäin niin kauas kuin mahdollista. Mieluimmin aina taivaanrantaan tai maailmanloppuun saakka, mikä luultavasti merkitsee samaa.

Every year, the bright Scandinavian summer nights fade away without anyone's noticing. One evening in August you have an errand outdoors, and all of a sudden it's pitch-black. A great warm, dark silence surrounds the house. It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive. It has come to a standstill; nothing withers, and fall is not ready to begin. There are no stars yet, just darkness.

Käsitätkö," sanoi isä. "On saatava selville mere salaiset lait, se on kaiken perusta. Minun täytyy ymmärtää merta, jotta voisin pitää siitä. En voi rakastaa tätä saarta ellen pidä merestä.

Ja, det forstår jeg. En går helst bare ut når en må. Eller når en har lyst. Det er vel best å vente, og kjenne etter.

It was a long time before the Snork came back with the wood. "Well, there you are at last," said his sister. "It took quite a time, said the Snork, "because, of course, I had to find pieces that were all exactly the same length." "Is he always so particular?" asked Snufkin. "He was born like that," said the Snork Maiden.

Such things happen," said Too-ticky

Why aren't people afraid of their dogs? How long can what was once a wild animal deny its wildness?