Quotes About Nature

I can tell you of the waves and water, but you don't begin to get an inkling of its size until you stand on the shore. You don't really understand the ocean until you are in the midst of it, nothing but ocean on all sides, stretching away endlessly. Only then do you realize how small you are, how powerless.

The crickets, too, respect the silence. Their calls are like careful stitches in its fabric, almost too small to be seen.

And we sang! Her voice like burning silver, my voice an echoing answer. Savien sang solid, powerful lines, like branches of a rock-old oak, all the while Aloine was like a nightingale, moving in darting circles around the proud limbs of it.

No fue solo culpa mía —puntualicé. —No se trata de ser o no culpable —razonó Manet—. Un árbol no provoca una tormenta, pero cualquier idiota sabe dónde va a caer el rayo.

Quizá sea propio de la naturaleza humana buscar cosas ocultas.

Fault isn't the issue. A tree doesn't make a thunderstorm, but any fool knows where lightning's going to strike.

Things are too full of life in the spring months. In the summer, they're too strong and won't let go. Autumn . . .'" He looked around at the changing leaves on the trees. "'Autumn's the time. In autumn everything is tired and ready to die.

IT WAS ONE OF those perfect autumn days so common in stories and so rare in the real world. The weather was warm and dry, ideal for ripening a field of wheat or corn. On both sides of the road the trees were changing color. Tall poplars had gone a buttery yellow while the shrubby sumac encroaching on the road was tinged a violent red. Only the old oaks seemed reluctant to give up the summer, and their leaves remained an even mingling of gold and green.

Remember: there are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man." The

Remember: there are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.

You see, a laurel needs rain to grow. I can't do much about that. But I can keep that rain off a few musician's heads, can't I?" A sly smile wound its way onto his face. "So God will tend the laurels and keep them wet. And I will tend the players and keep them dry. And wiser minds than mine will decide when to bring the two together.

My head felt clear and light, like a leaf floating on the wind.

Still there are worse things than playing in the rain.

Nobles' sons are one of nature's great destructive forces, like floods or tornadoes. When you're struck with one of these catastrophes, the only thing an average man can do is grit his teeth and try to minimize the damage.

She was of the Fae. She did not worry over right or wrong. She was a creature of pure desire, much like a child.

Un árbol no provoca una tormenta, pero cualquier idiota sabe dónde va a caer el rayo.

todo hombre sabio teme tres cosas: la tormenta en el mar, una noche sin luna y la ira de un hombre amable.

En otoño todo está cansado y más dispuesto a morir.

Then we sat on a stone, dandling our feet in the water and enjoying each other's company as we rested. We shared an apple, passing it back and forth between bites, which is close to kissing, if you've never kissed before.

No hay veleidad como la del viento o el capricho de una mujer.

as different as water and alcohol. In equal glasses they look the same. Both liquid. Both clear. Both wet, after a fashion. But one will burn, the other will not. This has nothing to do with temperament or timing. These two things behave differently because they are profoundly, fundamentally not the same.

There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man. Lorren

Sangre, helechos y hueso, qué lástima que las criaturas como tú no tengáis la inteligencia para apreciarme.

brushed the silence down the road like trailing autumn leaves.