Quotes About Nature

Riverman, Riverman, blood to ice.

Your anger is like a force of nature. It can be as beautiful as a flower or as destructive as a hurricane

We coin concepts and we use them to analyse and explain nature and society. But we seem to forget, midway, that these concepts are our own constructs and start equating them with reality.

That good gardener, who wept thorns plowing his fields–– harvests grace with joy.

In your hands winter is a book with cloud pages that snow pearls of love.

Now come the whispers bearing bouquets of moonbeams and sunlight tremblings.

A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.

A world without poetry and art would be too much like one without birds or flowers: bearable but a lot less enjoyable.

In an age of bombs guzzling blood, skylarks merge peace with thought and action.

The whole purpose of the construction of The Bridge of Silver Wings was to provide a path leading to The River of Winged Dreams, or to serve as a resting place until the river's deeper and truer nature revealed itself.

I became an ethereal sky, wrenched and stretched to dry.

Abigail Gehring

There is little in life as rewarding as enjoying a salad composed entirely of things you've picked from your own garden

Behold! The brook is murmuring and murmuring, but I know not of what. My heart is yearning and yearning, and I know not of what. I cherish the murmur of the brook. I cherish the pang of my lonely heart." The

The thirsty earth soaks up the rain,And drinks, and gapes for drink again.The plants suck in the earth, and areWith constant drinking fresh and fair.

God the first garden made, and the first city.

Ye fields of Cambridge, our dear Cambridge, say,Have ye not seen us walking every day?Was there a tree about which did not knowThe love betwixt us two?

We can never sneer at the stars, mock the dawn, or scoff at the totality of being.

We are forever asking Nature whether it has stopped beating its wife.

Sun, moon, and stars beckon people to worship the Creator—until people lose sight of the living God and begin to worship the sun, moon, and stars themselves.

Laws change; people die; the land remains.

The signs look better. The Father of Waters [the Mississippi River] again goes unvexed to the sea.

The Father of Waters again goes unvexed to the sea.

I always plucked a thistle and planted a flower where I thought a flower would grow.