Quotes About Nature

Nothing has ever been out of place in this existence. Things have been out of place in human societies.

Your body is on loan from the planet. All the countless numbers of people who have lived on this planet before you and me have all become topsoil, and so will you. This planet will collect back atom by atom what it has loaned to you.

Sunlight comes into your house not because you want it. It happens because you open the windows.

Love is your quality. Love is not what you do. Love is what you are.

You have too much social influence upon you. You are not going by your own nature. People do so many nonsensical life-negative things because they don't want to be left out of the scene around them.

Se mecen los árboles bajo la lluvia tan armoniosamente que le dan a uno ganas de ser árbol.

Tiene uno, como la naturaleza, sus estaciones, sus ciclos de vida? En el curso de quince o veinte días pasa una primavera y un verano en el fondo del alma, y luego viene un día violento en que nos quedamos sin hojas, y fríos, e inmóviles.

Los árboles esperan: tú no esperes, éste es el tiempo de vivir, el único.

I am big into water sports and just being out on the water. That is second nature to me, being from Florida.

Dusk came earlier in the valley than in places outside the mountains' muscular shadows.

Like father like son, like mother like daughter!

The night-soil men can see a bird walking in trees. It isn't a bird. It is a woman who has removed her skin and is on her way to drink the blood of her secret enemies. It is a woman who has left her skin i a corner of a house made out of wood. It is a woman who is reasonable and admires honeybees in the hibiscus.

In a way, a garden is the most useless of creations, the most slippery of creations: it is not like a painting or a piece of sculpture—it won't accrue value as time goes on. Time is its enemy' time passing is merely the countdown for the parting between garden and gardener.

Something I had always known - the way I knew my skin was the color brown of a nut rubbed repeatedly with a soft cloth, or the way I knew my own name - something I took completely for granted, "the sun is shining, the air is warm," was not so.

And my difficulties were these: I found each plant, each new turn in the road, each new turn in the weather, from cold to hot and then back again, each new set of boulders so absorbing, so new, and the newness so absorbing, and I was so in need of an explanation for each thing, that I was often in tears, troubling myself with questions, such as what am I and what is the thing in front of me.

The flesh of my flesh. And the bone of my bone. Must return to mother earth to replenish the soil of the ground. As manure is to the plants."

I believe it is the nature of people to be heroes, given the chance.

Only the rocks live forever, Gray Wolf said.

All over Alabama the lamps are out. Every leaf drenches the touch; the spider's net is heavy. The roads lie there with nothing to use them. The fields lie there, with nothing at work in them, neither man nor beast.

Nature, Mr. Allnut, is what we are put into this world to rise above.

Twenty-six thousand feet up the cols of Everest, a long way beyond the staying power of plants, pale spiders have been found, who subsist on nothing more discernible than air. Apparently they also reproduce their kind. What else they do with their time and, for that matter, why, no one has yet made out.

That——that butterfly has got more of God in him than Jackson will ever see for the rest of eternity.

That is the nature of Science—it is often confusing and terrible, but you must pretend you are not troubled or else Science People will call you names.

You can hear a lot of things if you put your ear to the ground at eventide.