Quotes About Nature

Incluso la época de agobio es digna de respeto, pues es obra no del hombre, sino de la Humanidad y, por lo tanto, de la naturaleza creadora, que puede ser dura, pero jamás absurda. Si es dura la época en que vivimos, tanto más debemos amarla, empaparla de nuestro amor, hasta que logremos desplazar las pesadas masas de materia que ocultan la luz que brilla al otro lado.

If only, if only," the woodpecker sighs, "The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies." While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, Crying to the moo-oo-oon, "If only, If only.

If only, if only, the moon speaks no reply; Reflecting the sun and all that's gone by. Be strong my weary wolf, turn around boldly. Fly high, my baby bird, My angel, my only

Rattlesnakes would be a lot more dangerous if they didn't have the rattle.

One day we were fighting for our lives, the next we were enjoying the clouds, the sunset, the soaring albatross, the dolphins and porpoises. Through it all I never lost my sense that life could be beautiful. I kept my zest for living, morning and night. I'd made it this far and refused to give up because all my life I had always finished the race.

Cap parked and got out. It was hot but not humid, and it was glorious. Hot but not humid . Did everyone on the East Coast know about this?

You are the gull, Jo, strong and wild, fond of the storm and the wind, flying far out to sea, and happy all alone.

Up from the bronze, I sawWater without a flawRush to its rest in air,Reach to its rest, and fall.

Women have no wilderness in them,They are provident instead,Content in the tight hot cell of their heartsTo eat dusty bread.

I'll lie here and learn How, over their ground, Trees make a long shadow And a light sound.

Pasture, stone wall, and steeple, What most perturbs the mind: The heart-rending homely people, Or the horrible beautiful kind?

You have put your two hands upon me, and your mouth, You have said my name as a prayer. Here where trees are planted by water I have watched your eyes, cleansed from regret, And your lips, closed over all that love cannot say.

He was the wolf, and she was the rational hare, forgiving and accepting him as he was.

Fueron desterrados —le corrigió Yandros, con una malévola sonrisa—. No destruidos. No se puede destruir lo que es fundamental en el Universo, Keridil Toln; solamente se puede apartar del campo de conflicto durante un tiempo.

A house you can rebuild; a bridge you can restring; a washed-out road you can fill in. But there is nothing you can do about a tree but mourn.

I feel a great regard for trees; they represent age and beauty and the miracles of life and growth.

Christmas in the woods is so much better than Christmas on the Outside. We do exactly what we want to do about it, not what we have to do because the neighbors will think it's funny if we don't; or because of the kids, who will judge our efforts not by their own standards but by the standards set up by the parents of other kids.

Nature is strictly moral. There is no attempt to cheat the Earth my means of steel vault of bronze coffin. I hope that when I die I too may be permitted to pay at once my oldest outstanding debt, to restore promptly the minerals and salts that have been lent to me for the little while that I have use for blood and bone and flesh.

We don't have plays and music and contact with sophisticated minds, and a round of social engagements. All we have are sun and wind and rain, and space in which to move and breathe. All we have are the forests, and the calm expanses of the lakes, and time to call our own. All we have are the hunting and fishing and the swimming, and each other.

Aside from forest fire, there's nothing to be afraid of in the woods, except yourself. If you've got sense, you can keep out of trouble. If you haven't got sense, you'll get into trouble, here or anywhere else.

So what is wild? What is wilderness? What are dreams but an internal wilderness and what is desire but a wildness of the soul?

And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.

We started dying before the snow, and like the snow, we continued to fall.

Safe Deposit I thought that I could keep it? the light on the running tide, how your eyes give you away no matter what you hide. I thought that I could hold it? the forest along the sand, your neck bones like pearls underneath my hand. But time's school has taught me how petals brown and die. There's no saving pleasure. Don't try. Don't try.