Quotes About Nature

When you're jolted, what spills out is whatever is filling you." When you're suddenly put to the test and don't have time to think about how you're coming across, your real nature will come out. That's why character needs to go all the way through: whatever fills you will spill out. And it's up to you to do something about it.

if creation was a work of love, it must have involved the creation of something other than God. That same love then allows creation to be itself, sustaining it in providence and wisdom but not overpowering it. Logic cannot comprehend love; so much the worse for logic.

the ultimate future hope and the way it is anticipated in the present, and of course the nature of the church. Failure to pay attention to all of these in discussing how scripture functions is part of the problem, as we can see when people, hearing the word "scripture," instantly think of a rule-book—and then, according to taste, either assume that all the rules are to be followed without question or assume that they can all now be broken.

Neither from itself nor from another, nor from both, nor without a cause, does anything whatever, anywhere arise.

That's it on the maps; nature doesn't acknowledge frontiers. Neither can ecology... Where to begin to understand what we've only got a computerspeak label for, ecosystem ? Where to decide it begins.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.

Don't live in the world as if you were renting or here only for the summer, but act as if it was your father's house. . .Believe in seeds, earth, and the sea, but people above all. Love clouds, machines, and books, but people above all." Nazim Hikmet, 20th century Turkish poet

Biblical conception of the world: (1) waters above the firmament; (2) storehouses of snows; (3) storehouses for hail; (4) chambers of winds; (5) firmament; (6) sluice; (7) pillars of the sky; (8) pillars of the earth; (9) fountain of the deep; (10) navel of the earth; (11) waters under the earth; (12) rivers of the nether world.

I saw wild, dangerous beauty. I saw devotion. I saw you .

Voles-tu, mon petit papillon." Illium laughed at Galen's instruction to "fly, little butterfly

Part of you is the wind," he murmured. "Oui, that is true. But even the wind sometimes rests." Shaking her head, she slid her hand around the back of his neck, soaking in the intrinsically male heat of his skin. "Then consider me an endless storm.

Animals obviously ranked higher in Michaela's world view than humans. Having seen some of the things humans were capable of, Elena couldn't disagree.

But plants grow again," She murmured, focusing on the verdant beauty around her. "They put down new roots, create room for themselves in foreign soil.

Blood for life. Life for life. Changeling justice.

Did you know the bear idea of courtship is to kidnap their mates off the streets? Surely not. Surely yes.

the way the dew sparkled as if a careless hand had spilled a thousand translucent gemstones on the lush green blades

she grabbed her bag and strode to the front door, able to hear the murmur of the Hudson in the background. She wondered if the house had a water view, or if the trees blocked it. Probably didn't matter to a being who could fly up for a good vantage point.

Zaira blew out a breath and, getting out of bed, began to pace. Since she was dressed in only a pair of black panties, the sight was distracting despite the serious nature of their discussion, but Aden didn't tell her to put on clothes. He was an Arrow, not an idiot.

she was a rare, beautiful gift. And such a gift, came the ice-cold reminder from the core of his nature, would only end up crushed and bloody and defiled should he attempt to handle it.

And we live in a world of predators and prey," Raphael repeated. "Remove the top predator from the chain and the entire chain collapses.

Fangs flashed in her face. "It's so nice when lunch has the manners to present itself on the doorstep.

I don't want visitors." "We're not visitors. We're bears.

I want to be alone . . . said no bear ever. —The Traveler's Guide to Changelings (Revised Edition: 1897)

From here, the rocks looked like sharp teeth, ready to bite and tear and rip. She tightened her hold as the icy wind threatened to tumble her into their unforgiving jaws. "Where