Quotes About Nature

There are portraits and still-lifes And the first, because 'human' Does not excel the second

In art there are two principal schools between which each aspirant has to choose--one distinguished by its close adherence to nature, and the other by its strenuous efforts to get above it.

good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What! hath some wolfe thy tender lambes ytorne? Or is thy bagpype broke, that soundes so sweete? Or art thou of thy loved lasse forlorne?

Surely the novel should be a form of art - but art was not enough. It must contain not only the perfection of art, but the imperfection of nature.

Alas! in nature, as in art, we gain only according to our capacity. You cannot put an ocean in a pint pot.

The nature of things betrays itself more readily under the vexations of art than in its natural freedom.

The New York playgoer is a child of nature, and he has an honest and wholesome regard of whatever is atrocious in art.

Art compares to nature like wine to the grape.

I see a flower. It gives me a sensation of the beautiful. I wish to paint it. And as soon as I wish to paint it I see the whole subject - flower - changed. It is now an art problem to resolve.

Medicine may be defined as the art or the science of keeping a patient quiet with frivolous reasons for his illness and amusing him with remedies good or bad until nature kills him or cures him.

Nature is mythical and mystical always, and works with the license and extravagance of genius. She has her luxurious and florid style as well as art.

There is no point where art so nearly touches nature as when it appears in the form of words.

Art should look like art, trees and flowers and people, not weird shapes and splotches of color all smeared together.

The dreariest spot in all the land to Death they set apart; with scanty grace from Nature's hand, and none from that of Art.

Wild above rule or art, enormous bliss.

In the sweat of thy face thou shalt eat bread, Till thou return unto the ground; for thou Out of the ground wast taken; know thy birth, For dust thou art, and shalt to dust return.

Eloquence is heard; poetry is overheard ... All poetry is of the nature of the soliloquy.

The message from the hedge-leaves, Heed it, whoso thou art; Under lowly eaves Lives the happy heart.

Music, art, landscape - these are all things I draw inspiration from.

I think joy is just as instructive as pain, and I like it better. I never meant to suffer any more than I could help; my nature was meant for happiness, a daylight art and living.

In the middle of a perfect tranquillity, it is an art to imagine about the nightmares of storms!

If I were of the trade, I should naturalize art as much as they "artialize" nature.

The highest triumph of art, is the truest presentation of nature.

The sea is greater than us - it has its rhythm, its art. It comes with our earliest memory, of respiration, breathing in and out.