Quotes About Nature

It behooves us to think of what may happen to the spirit of the child who is condemned to grow in conditions so artificial that his very bones may become deformed.

It is as though nature had safeguarded each child from the influence of human intelligence in order to give the inner teacher that dictates within, the possibility of making a complete psychic construction before the human intelligence can come in contact with the spirit and influence it.

There is no description, no image in any book that is capable of replacing the sight of real trees, and all the life to be found around them, in a real forest. Something emanates from those trees which speaks to the soul, something no book, no museum is capable of giving.

Why do we keep believing that we can control nature,even as it banishes us repeatedly from our homes in search of new fertile ground?

Cold enough to freeze your Winnebago one day, melting all over the place the next.

None of us is responsible for the complexion of his skin. This fact of nature offers no clue to the character or quality of the person underneath.

She was trying to decide to regard the black flies as a good symptom of the liveliness of the North, a sign that nature will never capitulate, that man is red in tooth and claw but there is something that cannot be controlled by him, when a critter no larger than a fruitfly tore a hunk out of her shin through her trousers.

The world was furred with late spring snow. It was the soft, thick stuff that excites you unless you are driving or half dead, packing snow already falling in caterpillars off the greening branches.

Every being is a clock of the universe.

He doesn't care about life, he who doesn't care about Nature.

Love turns animal into angel, but also conversely.

Nature is the master creator in any field. Nature does not ask us to be brilliant, it is enough to be rational. Nature is not man and it is not men's.

Reason – Nature's attempt to organize hazard.

Roses don't die, they return to the light.

There comes a time when you declare truce with pains, joys, and expectations alike – a kind of statement that I need to live like trees, like grass, like stones.

There is a time for the maturing of thoughts such as there is a time for the maturing of wheat, of wine, of stars…

We are born to experience blossoming, ripening and wasting.

We are destined to be roots, trunks, branches, and wings. When flying is out of reach, we are two hands of dirt closer to infinity.

We are made from clay, water, sun, air, and dream, and we feed on clay, water, air, sun, and dream. We are rains, snows, suns, we are seasons without the right to go back.

She'd never seen such a thing back on Grave; a flower that bloomed only at night.

We don't like flowers that donot wilt; they must die, and nineshe-camel hairs aid memory.

What sapwent through that little threadto make the cherry red!

Camels are snobbishand sheep, unintelligent;water buffaloes, neurasthenic—even murderous.Reindeer seem over-serious.

Of the crow-blue mussel shells, one keepsadjusting the ash heaps;opening and shutting itself likeaninjured fan.