Quotes About Nature

I recited the poem to myself and wondered whether it was really possible for anyone to remain unstained by his environment. It was an idea contrary to Marxism, which held that the environment molded the man.

our individual differences are a product of our environment or the result of genetic inheritance.

Fractal Beats The body structures of all of nature's animals are fractal, and so too is their behaviour (see Orchid Fractals) and even their timing. Our heart beats seem regular and rhythmic, but when the structure of the timing is examined in fine detail, it is revealed to be very slightly fractal. And this is very important.

Nature deals in non-uniform shapes and rough edges. Take the human form. There is a certain symmetry about it, but it is, and has always been, indescribable in terms of Euclidean geometry.

Self-similarity on all scales is a key factor in understanding and describing nature's phenomena.

Real-world images have redundant information. Tree bark has repeating patterns with small variations.

Nature finds the same solution to many different problems, like how to drain water from the land into the oceans, and how to get blood from our hearts to our fingertips and back again. And the templates that nature uses are fractals. Clouds look the same at all scales. It is impossible to determine the size of a cloud from a photograph of it.

Dimensional Magic We are fractal. Our lungs, our circulatory system, our brains are like trees. They are fractal structures. Fractal geometry allows bounded curves of infinite length, and closed surfaces with an infinite area. It even allows curves with positive volume, and arbitrarily large groups of shapes with exactly the same boundary. This is exactly how our lungs manage to maximize their surface area.

Period-doubling is a general principle of nature.

I am a winter person, never happier than on a clear, frosty morning.

http://www.eternalanimals.com

Support by United States rulers is rather in the nature of the support that the rope gives to a hanged man.

I spend a lot of time learning about bird watching.

I love you because no two snowflakes are alike, and it is possible, if you stand tippy-toe, to walk between the raindrops.

Floating to shore...riding a low moon...on a slow cloud.

STORM ENDING by Jean Toomer Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads, Great, hollow, bell-like flowers, Rumbling in the wind, Stretching clappers to strike our ears . . . Full-lipped flowers Bitten by the sun Bleeding rain Dripping rain like golden honey— And the sweet earth flying from the thunder.

What one man calls God, another calls the laws of physics.

Invention is the most important product of man's creative brain. The ultimate purpose is the complete mastery of mind over the material world, the harnessing of human nature to human needs.

in his mind, nothing could be more delightful than to live in solitude, and enjoy the spectacle of nature, and sometimes read some book or other.

It is well-known that there are many faces in the world over the finishing of which nature did not take much trouble, did not employ any fine tools such as files, gimlets, and so on, but simply hacked them out with round strokes: one chop-a nose appears; another chop-lips appear; eyes are scooped out with a big drill; and she lets it go into the world rough-hewn, saing: "ALIVE!

Why, then, make a show of the poverty of our life and our sad imperfection, unearthing people from the backwoods, from remote corners of the state? But what if this is in the writer's nature, and his own imperfection grieves him so, and the makeup of his talent is such, that he can only portray the poverty of our life, unearthing people from the backwoods, from the remote corners of the state! So here we are again in the backwoods, again we have come out in some corner!

and by their frequent sacrifices to Bacchus they showed that even yet there remains in the Slavonic nature a certain element of paganism.

We all know that there are a great many faces in the world, over the carving of which nature has spent no great pains, has used no delicate tools such as files or gimlets, but has simply rough-hewn them with a swing of the arm: one stroke of the axe and there's a nose, another and there are the lips, the eyes are bored with a great drill, and without polishing it off, nature thrusts it into the world, saying, "This will do.

Nevertheless, the brother-in-law appeared to bode little danger, seeing that he had taken on board a full cargo, and was now engaged in doing nothing of a more menacing nature than picking his nose.