Quotes About Nature

Como botones de nácar que estuvieran cosidos por debajo, quizás hasta dentro de la tierra.

Lá no alto, sobre a cumeada, uma mancha compacta de sobretudos verde-escuros feitos de agulhas. Por baixo, rigorosamente alinhadas, até onde a vista alcança, as pernas de pau dos troncos, que param quando paras, andam quando andas e correm quando corres.

The summer is cruel to its leaves, the fall to its colors, the winter to us.

They once taught Hesiod beauteous song, when he was shepherding his sheep below holy Helicon.

Never wade through the pretty ripples of perpetually flowing rivers, until you have looked at their lovely waters, and prayed to them, and washed your hands in the pale enchanting water

Nature takes no notice of the thoughts of men.

The field has eyes, the wood has ears. I want to see, to be silent and listen

It is solely by believing himself a creature but little lower than the cherubim that man has by interminable small degrees become, upon the whole, distinctly superior to the chimpanzee.

All men have an instinct for conflict at least, all healthy men.

It's not easy to separate a person from their programming.

There are no endings. If you think so you are deceived as to their nature. They are all beginnings. Here is one.

The hunter is among the most innocent of men; living in the moment makes him feel pure. When he returns in the evening, his body aches, his mind is full of pictures of leaves and sky; he does not want to read documents. His miseries, his perplexities have receded, and they will tay away, provided--after food and wine, laughter and exchange of storeis--he gets up at dawn to do it all over again. But the winter king, less occupied, will begin to think about his conscience.

He will remember his first sight of the open sea: a gray wrinkled vastness, like the residue of a dream.

Some would think that it ought to come in the course of nature to a woman of thirty-six, a wife and mother. A little calm, a little quiet within - little chance. Even after childbearing, there is blood in your veins, not milk.

Todos os rios correm para o mar, e o mar não se enche.

Marlinspike goes down to the kitchen, to grow stout and live out his beastly nature. There is a summer ahead, though he cannot imagine its pleasures; sometimes when he's walking in the garden he sees him, a half-grown cat, lolling watchful in an apple tree, or snoring on a wall in the sun.

I think the wolves all died when the great forests were cut down. That howling you hear is only the Londoners.

For I chase but one hind, he says, one strange deer timid and wild, and she leads me off the paths that other men have trod, and by myself into the depths of the wood.

A weak sun blinked at them as they crossed into Hertfordshire, and here and there a ragged blackthorn blossomed, waving at him a petition against the length of winter.

But now I am as sweet as a May morning.

All the rivers run into the sea, but the seas are not yet full.

Se o leão conhecesse a sua própria força, seria difícil dominá-lo.

Reginald's plain exterior gives no idea of the elaborate, useless nature of his mind, with its little shelves and niches for scruples and doubts.

But we yearn for our origins; we yearn for an innocent terrain.