Quotes About Nature

My face is full, but also slight, I pale in the bright of light, I whisper sweet to the forest owl, I kiss the air with Wolf's sad howl, Eyes follow me from sea to sea, Yet alone in this world... I will ever be.

Last time we danced we were knee deep in grass," I said. "And now there's not even a chain between us," Jase whispered. "Maybe we don't need one anymore.

We were alone, we had each other, and we had a whole wilderness ahead of us.

We take too much of our heritage for granted. Harriman State Park is not Mt. Vernon. Nor is it Yosemite. But heritage cannot be measured on a scale...

The wind came whistling up across the frosty open country, and through the leafless woods, and rattled fiercely at the window-frames.

To Michael Soule's three C's-cores, carnivores, and corridors-Foreman added "three W's: wilderness, wildways, and my favorite word in the English language, wildeor, which is Middle English and means `self-willed animal.' The ancient people who saw animals as self-willed and the land as self-willed had respect for the earth.

In the tide pool I was riveted by fat pink sea stars sitting like satisfied gangsters and seemingly unconcerned by their exposure; gulls would peck at them but the sea stars simply grew replacement limbs.

Everything was insanely alive, now you see it, now you don't. I thought, it's the light, it's the water, it's changing every second, it's always doing this whether I'm here to witness it or not.

Between the beach and the big breaking waves about a quarter mile off was a stretch of bumpy, glistening reef, its usual blanket of water pulled back by a celestial hand.

Happiness must be grown in one's own garden.

Heaven is my father and Earth is my mother and even such a small creature as I finds an intimate place in their midst. Therefore that which extends throughout the universe I regard as my body and that which directs the universe I consider as my nature. All people are my brothers and sisters, and all things are my companions.

Birds cough out their lungs, fly with regret to places where their feet no longer freeze in ice. Birds start falling. Bees lie dying.

leaves still cling to the trees, but the sun is telling them to drop dead.

There are no pure people.

Look, just because I'm an angry, repressed, Irish-Catholic feminist doesn't mean I hate everything. I only hate youth, beauty, the human body, nature, technological change, popular culture, and democracy. Oh, and I forgot to mention sex. And sports. And Andy Warhol. But other than that, I'm cool with whatever the kids are into. Really!

Maud did not see homosexuality either as a crime or a sin; rather, she saw it as an attribute existing most likely from birth, beyond conscious control.

He is happiest who hath power to gather wisdom from a flower.

I do not know just how long it takes to become saturated with the elements so that one takes no account of them. Myself can never get past the glow and exhilaration of a storm, the wrestle of long dust-heavy winds, the play of live thunder on the rocks, nor past the keen fret of fatigue when the storm outlasts physical endurance.

Trees can grow from tiny cracks in stony cliffs, Kate. This may be a very small crack indeed—but it's a beginning.

Listen to the wind. Hear the stones, taste the moonlight. Feel the spirit of the trees and flowers and creatures that share the night with us. They were the same words that her mother had used when teaching her to appreciate the world when she was a small child.

The Major and Minor Arcana into which the deck is divided are "arks," or containers that, according to the American Heritage Dictionary, "hold the great secret of nature that alchemists sought to find," the concealed knowledge of the self.

Sure the world breeds monsters, but kindness grows just as wild...

Mom! It was so awesome," Maggy enthused. "Me and Roo had our own hurricane party. The seagulls were, like, flying backward. And the clouds are so thick, you can't even see Big Belle.

Landscapes we must owe something to the eye of the beholder.