Quotes About Nature

And Nora felt similarly, in that moment. Although she had only been left alone for an hour at this point, she had never experienced this level of solitude before, amid such unpopulated nature.

Almost everything she had done in her life, she realised - almost everything she had bought and worked for and consumed - had taken her further away from understanding that she and all humans were really just one of nine million species.

From here the waves sound like breaths. Inhale. Exhale.

Metsä Haluan, että Hidastat Haluan, että Kaikki hidastuu; Haluan tehdä hetkestä Metsän Ja elää siinä metsässä Ikuisesti Ennen kuin menet.

It is another unsolved mystery in a world full of unsolved mysteries.Now stand up and walk out the way you came, and the moment that fresh air caresses your face, you will realize that that is what makes the world so beautiful. All those unsolved mysteries. And you won't ever want to interfere with that beauty again.

But amid pure nature (or the 'tonic of wildness' as Thoreau called it) solitude took on a different character. It became in itself a kind of connection. A connection between herself and the world. And between her and herself.

We're all total bastards, us humans, but also totally wonderful.

Because life is frightening, and it is frightening for a reason, and the reason is that it doesn't matter which branch of a life we get to live, we are always the same rotten tree.

People say that humans are the superior species on this planet because we have minds that are conscious of their own existence, and therefore we have the capacity to create a culture, to create an art. I look at sheep, at peace on the moors, and wonder exactly how much of a delusion are our arrogant souls prepared to share?

I would sit on the beach, as waves crashed and retreated over the sparkling sand like lost dreams

Think of how detached we are from nature. How we have to do so much to it before we can bottle it and put the name 'wild' on it.

She imagined seeing herself as just another brilliant freak of nature. Just another sentient animal, trying their best. And in doing so, she imagined what it was like to be free.

He seemed like he would be able to sit in a field near Chernobyl and marvel at the beautiful scenery.

The word 'viral' is perfect at describing the contagious effect caused by the combination of human nature and technology. And, of course, it isn't just videos and products and tweets that can be contagious. Emotions can be, too. A completely connected world has the potential to go mad, all at once.

My aunt used to tell me that books are just trees that are having a dream.

Possibility is everything that has ever happened. The purpose of science is to find out where the limits of possibility end. When we have achieved that — and we shall — there will be no more magic, no more superstition, there will just be what is. Once it was impossible that this globe we are on wasn't flat. It is not for science — and certainly not for medicine — to flatter our expectations of Nature. Quite the opposite.

I had been to sea before, but being at sea no longer felt like being at sea. The progress of humanity seemed to be measured in the distance we placed between ourselves and nature. We could now be in the middle of the Atlantic, on a steam ship such as the Etruria, and feel as if we were sitting in a restaurant in Mayfair.

The things that make you unique are flaws. Imperfections. Embrace them. Don't seek to filter out your human nature.

As though the flowers weren't just colors but part of a language, notes in a glorious floral melody

Well, you don't see yourself as a bad cat owner any more. You looked after him as well as he could have been looked after. He loved you as much as you loved him, and maybe he didn't want you to see him die. You see, cats know. They understand when their time is up. He went outside becuase he was going to die, and he knew it.

You were there before it. And the cloud can't exist without the sky, but the sky can exist without the cloud.

She imagined, now, what it would be like to accept herself completely. Every mistake she had ever made. Every mark on her body. Every dream she hadn´t reached or pain she had felt. Every lust or longing she had suppresed. She imagined accepting it all. The way she accepted nature. The way she accepted a glacier or a puffin or the breach of a whale.

Il disperdersi di una luce distante crea un tramonto. L'infrangersi delle onde oceaniche su una spiaggia è regolato dalle maree, che a loro volta sono conseguenza delle forze gravitazionali esercitate dal sole e dalla luna, nonché dalla rotazione terrestre. Queste sono cause. Il mistero è come tutto ciò possa diventare bello.

It was a quote from Henry David Thoreau. All good things are wild and free.