Quotes About Nature

Spring drew on... and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that hope traversed them at night and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.

Hope is a walk through a flowering meadow. One does not require that it lead anywhere.

If only the weather would improve, there'd be hope of some work, but every day brings rain.

I plunged eagerly and passionately into the wilderness, as if in the hope of thus penetrating into the very heart of this Nature, powerful and maternal, there to blend with her living elements.

We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

The blue and bright-eyed floweret of the brook, Hope's gentle gem, the sweet Forget-me-not.

I hope some day to meet God, because I want to thank Him for the flowers.

Hope is a force of nature. Don't let anyone tell you different.

Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.

I definitely hope to relax when I get back hope. I will disappear into the forest and be rejuvenated by the beauty of the mountains.

It's not a pretty picture, but there are reasons for hope.

Beauty in all things-no, we cannot hope for that; but some place set apart for it.

There lurks, perhaps, in every human heart a desire of distinction, which inclines every man first to hope, and then to believe, that Nature has given him something peculiar to himself.

Grass grows at last above all graves.

Wherever there are birds, there is hope.

I can still bring into my body the joy I felt at seeing the first trillium of spring, which seemed to be telling me, "Never give up hope, spring will come."

I hope to be remembered as someone who made the earth a little more beautiful.

Hope smiled when your nativity was cast, Children of Summer!

To look into the eyes of a wolf is to see your own soul - hope you like what you see.

We need wilderness whether or not we ever set foot in it. We need a refuge even though we may never need to go there. We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope.

I'm not pessimistic about Africa. The cities just seem big and hopeless. But there's still a great green heart where there's possibility. There's hope in the wilderness.

I hope your rambles have been sweet, and your reveries spacious

Though I carry always some ill-nature about me, yet it is, I hope, no more than is in this world necessary for a preservative.