Quotes About Nature

Like a pair of looms, using sunshine and their own silhouettes, two enormous California live oaks wove veils of gold and purple, which they flung across the driveway.

by woods beyond the yard.

THE EARLY SKY WAS CLEAR AND DEEP. THE snow-mantled meadow lay as bright and clean as the morning after death, when time will have defeated time and all will have been redeemed.

The fox rises, changes position, sits on his hindquarters, his glorious tail

He paused in his drinking to watch torsional fish, their fins wimpling as they swam through the sun-pierced pools in which the descending stream periodically gathered itself.

that every moment of every day, depending on the faith we embrace, each of us continues to live either by the merciful sufferance of God or at the whim of blind chance and indifferent nature. She

Although I am, figuratively speaking, a brother to the moon

Earth's creatures other than humankind. Their lives are short and hard and ever shadowed by threat, and they endure periods of hunger when in their foraging they find nothing, and they persevere through sickness without understanding what it is they suffer, and they have seen others devoured by something bigger with sharper teeth. Yet in spite of all they have to fear, they sleep as if they are safe when unconscious, and they wake to each new day with enthusiasm.

Mom said nature was more like a bipolar aunt who treated you kindly most of the time but, now and then, could be a real witch, conjuring killer storms and vicious animals, like big toothy mountain lions that, if given a menu, would always order tender children.

recorded everything from his observations regarding the ecology of the island to ruminations

every moment of every day, depending on the faith we embrace, each of us continues to live either by the merciful sufferance of God or at the whim of blind chance and indifferent nature.

You know, Katie, farther north in the archipelago, there are islands clustered closer together.

perhaps a sea again, or a jungle, because all things pass.

It is human nature to know we die and still to disbelieve it; otherwise, we might not carry on.

Only the human monster knew beauty and rejected it, knew truth and disdained it, knew peace and did not prefer it, unlike the tiger and the wolf who knew not.

Mother Nature wasn't really motherly. Mom said nature was more like a bipolar aunt who treated you kindly most of the time but, now and then, could be a real witch, conjuring killer storms and vicious animals, like big toothy mountain lions that, if given a

Narcissists are everywhere in this ripe age of self-love, which amazes me because so much in life would seem to foster humility. Each of us is a potential source of foolishness, each of us must endure the consequences of the foolishness of others, and in addition to all of that, Nature frequently works to impress upon us our absurdity and thereby remind us that we are not the masters of the universe that we like to suppose we are.

hope knowing this doesn't diminish your love of the island.

meant to go down to the water and sit in the dock chair, let the blissful tranquility of the lake

The only thing he'd needed to scare away with a long blast of the horn had been raccoons that approached him hissing and baring their teeth.

Having returned from their nests in whatever lagoons, brown pelicans glided effortlessly in formation, eternally silent, while shrieking crows darted

The correct question has three equal parts. What's wrong with humanity? Then…what's wrong with nature, with its poison plants, predatory animals, earthquakes, and floods? And last…what's wrong with cosmic time, as we know it, which steals everything from us?

but nothing can be taken back, not the leaves by the trees, the rain by the clouds. You want to take back the ugly thing you said, but some shrapnel remains in the wound, some mud.

When you look ito the still, deep water, you can feel it looking back, trying to come up with the proper punishment. Fucking water, who made you the boss?