Quotes About Nature

It bypasses Watt Lake and heads way up into the forest and mountains out the

was hardwired into him. And

Coyotes began yipping, their chorus of cries echoing into the distant Marble mountains.

How men are like little ants on the crust of the earth, busying themselves with all that is so important, but their lives and industry are just a blink in geological time, really. Borrowed time at that. Mother Earth has only to shrug a shoulder in her sleep, and all the little men and houses go tumbling and scattering, and the men go fleeing for safer sanctuary.

Hearts are like stones on an ocean beach...And people are like the tides that leave permanent marks on them.

Hearts are like stones on an ocean beach, she says. An people are like the tides that leave permanent marks on them.

You get used to sadness, growing up in the mountains, I guess.

There is no personal achievement in being born beautiful.

what the willows don't know won't make them weep

Adirondack Park, a 6-million-acre wilderness area and parkland in the Adirondack Mountains, is larger than Yellowstone, Yosemite, Grand Canyon, Glacier, and Olympic national parks combined.

The nature of life is change, but the nature of people is to resist change.

The nature of life is change and the nature of people is to resist change.

Fireflies love the dark too. There's beauty in those places.

I think of something else Wendell once said: "The nature of life is change and the nature of people is to resist change.

Poor human nature, so richly endowed with nerves of anguish, so splendidly made for pain and sorrow, is but slenderly equipped for joy. —George Du Maurier

I leaned my back against an oak Thinking it was a trusty tree. But first it bent, And then it broke And let me down as my love did me. —"The Water Is Wide," traditional folk song

During her lectures, she explains the difference between the beautiful and the sublime this way: The stars are beautiful—diamonds, twinkles, something you can wish upon. The space in between the stars is the sublime—cold, black, and infinite, something that inspires awe and fear.

October had roared in as if Mother Nature was pissed off at the world, and maybe in need of a Xanax to boot.

A sign warned her to keep a lookout for river otters, osprey—what the heck were osprey?—and bald eagles.

Why can't men think with two body parts at the same time? Is it in your blood? Is it just in the genes? What?

Some things just are, he said softly against her hair. Day turns to night. Te ocean tide drifts in and out. And I want you, Tara. Damn you, but I do. I always have.

Jalapeño sky raisins?" "Bees and wasps.

Men are like roses. You have to watch out for the pricks." PHOEBE TRAEGER

I didn't expect the water to be this high