Quotes About Nature

Water in flood means exactly what it says. It has no hypocrisy. Even as it murders, it leaves life behind and carves elegant, intricate passages into raw stone, all the while having no debate about its intention. It is the same water that will sit complacently in a hole for months or years, the same arrangement of atoms that flows gently, singing lullabies, the same that fiercely consumes children and tears the walls from titanic canyons.

Gravity, Craig," Old Pola said to me. "Now, there's a force to match tectonics. What goes up must come down.

Most animals show themselves sparingly. The grizzly bear is six to eight hundred pounds of smugness. It has no need to hide. If it were a person, it would laugh loudly in quiet restaurants, boastfully wear the wrong clothes for special occasions, and probably play hockey.

This far north the sun was still up, although very low, riding through the mountains as if looking for something it lost on the ground.

The life of an animal lies outside of conjecture. It is far beyond the scientific papers and the campfire stories. It is as true as breath. It is important as the words of children.

Like any stage of the hydrologic process, we have our own peculiarities, our organs making us nothing more than water pools or springs of bizarre shape, filled with pulsing tubes and chambers.

This is the yin and yang of the earth, an energetic feedback. What happens below relates directly to what is happening on the surface and in the atmosphere and vice versa. Tectonics does not end at the ground beneath your feet. It is a dynamic system from the earth's interior all the way into the sky and back.

We guard our bodies until they are old and tasteless, when we could have fed ourselves to claw and fur, been literally reincarnated in the cells of a lion sleeping in the sun, the wall of muscle that is a bear crashing through a rotten log in search of ant eggs. Why not return again and again, glistening, gilded every time?

There seemed to be a pattern to the drips from each seep, a pattern I had heard before, wondering each time if there might be a sort of specific timing.... The sounds were predisposed, unaware of anything more important than their own syncopation.

The sound of slapping water, the deep swallows made only by large masses of liquid, was almost too much to bear. I stood at the edge of the waterpocket, where much of the desert dropped off below, showing pockets of even greater size, and lifted my arms straight into the sky. Beads came down my body. This was abundance.

Sidewinder tracks lifted off the dunes and flew around us.

A wind started up. It began scouring our cheeks, and we lifted hands, blocking our faces from a gauze of blowing sand. So much wind came that it was hard to breathe without covering our noses and mouths. We stood and shouldered our packs to keep going. Sidewinder tracks lifted off the dunes and flew around us.

When we treat the earth as an object, we dehumanize ourselves.

Kids: If a bear is wearing a ranger hat, it's because he ate the ranger!

It 's the time of year when Canadians mate.

The clocks understood, they kept moving, motion, following the truth that change is the nature of God's mind, and resistance to it is the source of great pain.

I long to drift through turquoise skies; race the wind in rampant flight. Ruddy chains have framed my eyes, they seize my heart and stain the light.

I walk the sand alone, and feel it stirring as I roam, upon this breathing earth, where wave on wave begins new birth. I sense a grand facade, where colors paint the hand of God. And in remorseful pain, I dance the stones of bitter strain.

Look out there, my little princess," he called down to her. "These plants are only the very tip of the earth's treasures, almost like hairs on her head. She hides so many other secrets deep within her, and one day, if you're lucky, you may find some of them.

This morning I breathe iced air, and wander toward the waves. For a moment I live without care; a moment all my heart craves.

Nineteen secrets, nineteen stones, nineteen branches, nineteen bones, untold wonders in a day breathing deep under stone and clay.

First we molt, then spin a web, after this we weave, until our food is dead. Next dancing a jig, And waiting for a meal, Then we wrestle a bit Til we sit and eat our fill." Captain Muntweight

2,222 - Chickens you will eat in your lifetime, along with one sheep, six ducks, nine cows, and 63 turkeys – although you're unlikely to hunt, pounce on, and kill any of these creatures yourself!

27 - Species that will become extinct on every single day of your life. This means that during the 28,745 days you will spend on Earth, 780,000 species will disappear forever.