Quotes About Nature

In the end, nature is inexorable: it has no reason to hurry and, sooner or later, it takes what belongs to it. Unconsciously and inflexibly obedient to its own laws, it doesn't know art, just as it doesn't know freedom, just as it doesn't know goodness.

This is our climate. We have grown up in this air, this light, and we grasp it on our skin, where it grasps us. We know this earth, this grass, this polished red stone with the soles of our feet. We will never be ourselves anywhere else. Happier, perhaps, healthier, less burdened, more secure. But we will never be closer to who we are than this.

It's the nature of mathematics to pose more problems than it can solve.

Jer, i najve?e pustinje imaju svoje prole?e, pa ma kako kratko i neprimetno bilo.

Tko nije nau?io gledati nebo u potoku, ne zna što su ribe na drve?u.

A leopard does not change his spots, or change his feeling that spots are rather a credit.

I am, Sir, a brother of the Angle.

Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art.

You will find angling to be like the virtue of humility, which has a calmness of spirit and a world of other blessings attending upon it.

I have laid aside business, and gone a-fishing.

The great secretary of Nature and all learning, Sir Francis Bacon.

Thus use your frog…. Put your hook through his mouth, and out at his gills;… and then with a fine needle and silk sew the upper part of his leg, with only one stitch, to the arming-wire of your hook; or tie the frog's leg, above the upper joint, to the armed-wire; and in so doing use him as though you loved him.

We may say of angling as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries: "Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did"; and so, if I might be judge, God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.

The most simple things can bring the most happiness.

The one close to me now, even my own body- these too will soon become clouds, floating in different directions.

Although the wind blows terribly here, the moonlight also leaks between the roof planks of this ruined house.

When the netted fence of spiderwebs that darkens my ruined house can hold the wind in its strands- that's when these troubled thoughts will blow away. . . .

Although the cricket's song has no words, still, it sounds like sorrow.

Perhaps, if I make a friend of the mountain cuckoo in this world, he will talk to me when we cross the mountain of death

More fragrant because of the one who saw and picked them, these flowers, precious, transient--

If the one I waited for came now, what should I do? This morning's garden filled with snow is far too lovely for footsteps to mar.

The problem of modern man is no longer so much how he can live with gods and demons, but how he can survive with the bomb, revolution and the destruction of the balance of nature. He usurps more and more of nature and takes it under his control. The vital question for him, therefore, is how this world which he has usurped can be human- ized.36 His main problem is no longer the universal finitude which he experiences in solidarity with all other creatures, but the humanity of his own world.

To discover the 'traces of God' in nature does not indeed save us, but it does mane us wise, as tradition says; for we discover in the memory of nature a wisdom of existence and life which mirrors the wisdom of God, and for human civilization it is wise to co-operate with nature and to become integrated in it, instead of exploiting and hence destroying it in the interests of human domination.

Las parábolas tomadas de la naturaleza hacen que el reino de Dios apele a todos los sentidos. Huelo una rosa y huelo el reino de Dios. Gusto del pan y del vino y gusto del reino de Dios. Camino por un colorido campo en flor y palpo el reino en el que todo puede crecer y desarrollarse, el reino en el que hay suficiente para todos".