Quotes About Nature

Remember, the early worm gets devoured by the early bird.

Nature also abhors a vacuum salesman.

the wilderness "builds receptivity" to the idea that we owe moral obligations to other beings.

What does it feel like to get out of bed in the morning? It feels like pulling a sequoia out of the earth with your bare hands.

Vivir en el engaño es fácil, y aún más, es nuestra condición natural, y por eso no debería dolernos tanto'.

Luisa couldn't understand why I hadn't wanted to ask more questions, women feel an unalloyed curiosity about things, their minds are investigative, gossipy and fickle, they never imagine or anticipate the nature of the thing about which they know nothing

Yet he could not enjoy the walk. In the morning especially a bougainvillaea looks handmade, lawns are always lawns, and it is true indeed that dogs smell fear. Cats don't say.

He spent a lot of time flying. He learnt to communicate with birds and discovered that their conversation was fantastically boring. It was all to do with wind speed, wing spans, power-to-weight ratios and a fair bit about berries. Unfortunately, he discovered, once you have learnt birdspeak you quickly come to realize that the air is full of it the whole time, just inane bird chatter. There is no getting away from it.

And I rose In rainy autumn And walked abroad in a shower of all my days...

Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me.

let's live suddenly without thinking under honest trees

i will wade out until my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. i will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air

10 maggie and millie and molly and may went down to the beach (to play one day) and maggie discovered a shell that sang so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles, and millie befriended a stranded star whose rays five languid fingers were and molly was chased by a horrible thing which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and may came home with a smooth round stone as small as a world & as large as alone For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) it's always ourselves we find in the sea

Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups violets dandelions And the big bullying daisies through the field wonderful with eyes a little sorry Another comes also picking flowers

A world of made is not a world of born

And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms

I don't know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all the roses. Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands.

your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose ... (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.

To geologists, it's death, taxes, and climate change that are the true constants of life on Earth.

Having words and explanations for things is too modern

The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.

THE FLESH is put for the whole person