Quotes About Nature

When we can no longer divide, we are beyond Nature and approach the causal Cause, the abstract Cause. This is why the whole of metaphysics, all creation, is situated between the numbers One and Two.

If you should ever be blessed to be far enough from the cacophony of civilization when a heavy snow falls, you can even hear the very music of the iced dew's delicate descent. It is the repainting of a landscape in a thousand hues of white. It is the dance of the wind.

In the distance a wolf howls. Let it come, I think. Beast will most likely simply howl back, and the creature will either turn tail and run or fall into line behind him, like the rest of us have.

It wasn't like he was purposely being an asshole. It just came naturally to him.

There are cries in the dark at night As owls answer the moon

No Through Road All in vain, I will cease now My long absorption with the plough, With the tame and the wild creatures And man united with the earth. I have failed after many seasons To bring truth to birth, And nature's simple equations In the mind's precincts do not apply. But where to turn? Earth endures After the passing, necessary shame Of winter, and the old lie Of green places beckons me still From the new world, ugly and evil, That men pry for in truth's name.

Me? I was lost for long time. I didn't make any friends for few years. You can say I made friends with two trees, two big trees in the middle of the school […]. I spent all my free time up in those trees. Everyone called me Tree Boy for the longest time. […]. I preferred trees to people. After that I preferred pigeons, but it was trees first.

Among the many definitions of progress, "enemy of trees" and "killer of birds" seem to me the most apt.

If I happen to come across a garden these days, I burst into bloom.

God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.

Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.

In the world's audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of midnight

The greed of gain has no time or limit to its capaciousness. Its one object is to produce and consume. It has pity neither for beautiful nature nor for living human beings. It is ruthlessly ready without a moment's hesitation to crush beauty and life out of them, molding them into money.

Dark clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light.

Let life be as beautiful as summer flowers And death as beautiful as autumn leaves.

Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks when they leave. The gaudy butterfly is sure that the flowers owe thanks to him.

Brahma was excessively sparing with earth, water, and fire.... The reckless expenditure of air and ether in his composition was amazing. And, in consequence, he perpetually struggled to outreach the wind, to outrun space itself. Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the Horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin.

The mountain remains unmoved at seeming defeat by the mist.

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

Men are cruel, but Man is kind.

YOU are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller one on its upper side,' said the dewdrop to the lake.

Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.

My dearest life, I know you are not mine forever; but do love me even if it's for this moment. After that I shall vanish into the forest where you cast me, I won't ask anyone for anything again. Give me something that can last me till I die.

My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.