Quotes About Nature

They both sat silent on the moss-covered rock, in the slant of sunlight through the old pines, and thought how many tiny chances had conspired to bring them to this place. Each of those chances might have gone a different way.

as if he would love all things if only his nature could let him forget their defects.

La nature est un temple où de vivants piliers / Laissent parfois sortir de confuses paroles.

And if we wrapped up against the cold, we wouldn't feel other things, like the bright tingle of the stars, or the music of the Aurora, or best of all the silky feeling of moonlight on our skin. It's worth being cold for that.

Can you imagine my astonishment, in turn, at learning that part of my own nature was female, and bird-formed, and beautiful?

As they climbed, she could see the glitter of the moon on the sea far off to the left, and its silver-sepia light seemed to envelop her in a cool, skeptical wonder. The wonder was in her, and the skepticism was in the world, and the coolness was in both.

There ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand. • I KINGS •

As darkness was falling at the edge of the Fens, rain started to fall too.

If they turned their back on something frightening behind them and tried to get really interested in the stones and how they fitted together, or the leaves on the bush, like if only they could make themselves find that really important, they'd be safe.

In the dense green of the canopy, with the rich blue of the sky between the leaves; with a breeze keeping her skin cool, and the faint scent of the flowers delighting her whenever she sensed it; with the rustle of the leaves, the song of the hundreds of birds, and the distant murmur of the waves on the seashore, all her senses were lulled and nurtured, and if she could have stopped thinking, she would have been entirely lapped in bliss.

Por él habría cambiado mi naturaleza. Me habría olvidado del titilar de las estrellas y de la música de la aurora, no habría vuelto a volar en mi vida (...)pero uno no puede cambiar lo que es, lo único que puede cambiar es lo que hace.

When he rescued me, he was young and strong and full of pride and beauty. I loved him at once. I would have changed my nature, I would have forsaken the star-tingle and the music of the Aurora; I would never have flown again—I would have given all that up in a moment, without a thought, to be a gyptian boat wife and cook for him and share his bed and bear his children. But you cannot change what you are, only what you do. I am a witch. He is a human.

Yes, the secret commonwealth…You don't hear much talk about that these days. When I was young, there wasn't a single bush, not a single flower nor a stone, that didn't have its own proper spirit. You had to have a mind to your manners around them, to ask for pardon, or for permission, or give thanks….Just to acknowledge that they were there, them spirits, and they had their proper rights to recognition and courtesy.

Dust is beautiful...I never knew.

but she knew about angels. St. Augustine had said, "Angel is the name of their office, not of their nature. If you seek the name of their nature, it is spirit; if you seek the name of their office, it is angel; from what they are, spirit, from what they do, angel.

You said I was a warrior. You told me that was my nature, and I shouldn't argue with it. Father, you were wrong. I fought because I had to. I can't choose my nature, but I can choose what I do. And I will choose, because now I'm free.

There are no reasons. She is obliged to be as she is. We all are. Reasons are in books.

In my childhood I led the life of a sage, when I grew up I started climbing trees

It's human to have a secret, but it's just as human to reveal it sooner or later.

How much time could you spend staring out the ocean, even if it was the ocean you'd loved since you were a boy?

It was puzzling to own trees - they were not owned the way a business os owned or even a house is owned. If anything, they were held in trust. In trust. Yes, for all of posterity,...

You know what I've come to realize about you kindly rich liberals who own the world? Nothing is further from your understanding than the nature of reality.

Even a monster has to be from somewhere—even a monster needs parents. But parents don't need monsters.

Nothing could appear to be more human than refusing to believe extinction possible so long as you were encircled by luscious eggplants and ripe tomatoes[..]