Quotes About Nature

The memory from Sundance that I hold dearest is a snowball fight. One night I went outside with Lorri, Peter Jackson, and Fran Walsh. It was the first time I'd touched snow in almost twenty years. It was perfect. It was pure and unblemished, and as white as the moon. And then we went into a frenzy, running wild and throwing snowballs at each other. Peter was laughing like a child, and Fran squealed in delight as she was pelted. I'll see it in my head until the day I die.

Even now, after having been locked in a cell for years, at the coming of winter I can still close my eyes and feel myself walking the streets as everyone else lies in bed asleep. I remember how the ice sounded as it cracked in the trees every time the wind blew. The air could be so cold that it scoured my throat with each breath, but I would not want to go indoors and miss the magick of it.

time is a river that washes the world away.

showed him strangenesses in his own nature that partly alarmed him, but partly pleased him too – because they confirmed what he hoped about himself: that he did not belong, not quite, in the deadly properness around him. No, there was a whole aspect of his character that was an unmentioned half-brother to his civilised side: drunk and disorderly and primitive, closer to the woods than the city.

But it's in the nature of news, especially bad news, that it wants to be passed on, it desires transmission, like a virus.

Highveld sky. The farm, which is what they call it

But this home over here: it needed paint but had flowers neatly planted all the way around it. That one over there had a tire swing out front, tied to a fat magnolia tree. Behind another, a lush vegetable garden. You got to fight not to give into despair, he told himself. You got to see the good that's mixed in with the bad.

One of the healthiest ways to gamble is with a spade and a package of garden seeds.

Even if this spring the dappled leaves should shelter our minds from the moon's pale echo we would still remember how once they were sheltered by our skulls only from the day's sun and the night's stars and never from what we feared and what we remembered

You probably know that a raindrop falling into Lake Itasca in Minnesota will travel the length of the Mississippi and arrive at the Gulf of Mexico about ninety days later," he said.

Don't ever step on a driver ant. If you do, fifty million of its pals could swarm all over you. Great. That's all I need, to be attacked by ants. I'd rather be attacked by ants than by a golden poison dart frog. It has enough poison in it to kill ten grown men. In that case, I'm glad I'm not a grown man yet.

I'd rather be attacked by ants than by a golden poison dart frog. It has enough poison in it to kill ten grown men. In that case, I'm glad I'm not a grown man yet. But I bet a golden poison dart frog wouldn't want to get into a fight with a blue-ringed octopus. It's only the size of a golf ball, but it has enough venom to kill twenty-six people.

I'm going to finger paint a picture of a tree falling in a forest and crushing a family of happy butterflies until they are dead

Hundreds of thousands of silkworms are going to die a horrible death," she bawled, "and I won't be able to do a single thing about

Yodel-adle-eedle-idle. Yodel-adle-eedle-idle. Yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo! Yo-yo yodel-laydee-hoo yodel-laydee-hoo, yodel-laydee-hoo, yodel-laydee-hoo.

Oooh! Look at the cute squirrel," all the girls yelled. "It's adorable!" "Kill it!" yelled all the boys.

I love butterflies," Andrea said. "I'm going to finger paint a picture of a happy family of butterflies." "I'm going to finger paint a picture of a tree in a forest where your butterflies can live," said Emily. "I'm going to finger paint a picture of a tree falling in a forest and crushing a family of happy butterflies until they are dead," I said.

Feral cats have markings that will allow them to hide among the plants and grasses.

Cats are felines

Cats use their tails as a way of balancing; they can walk with each foot in a line, along the top of a fence or on narrow paths.

If you catch a lizard, its tail might fall off its body.]

Volcanoes can be Active, Dormant, or Extinct.

Life is getting more complicated, but it seems the more artificially complex man's affairs become, the more he yearns for the fundamentals, the things of earth." The "boom in birds," Peterson concluded, "seems to be an antidote for the pressures and artificialities of the modern world.

I guess there's good and bad in everyone and tragedy can amplify either.