Quotes About Nature

The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless, are scattered at the feet of man, like flowers.

They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils

A deep distress hath humanized my Soul. - Elegiac Stanzas Suggested by a Picture of Peele Castle, in a Storm, Painted by Sir George Beaumont

My whole life I have lived in pleasant thought, As if life's business were a summer mood.

What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower, We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind;

I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sat reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts, Bring sad thoughts to the mind." William Wordsworth

I roved o'er many a hill and many a dale With this my weary load, in heat and cold, Through many a wood, and many an open ground, In sunshine or in shade, in wet or fair, Now blithe, now drooping, as it might befal, My best companions now the driving winds And now the trotting brooks and whispering trees And now the music of my own sad steps, With many a short-lived thought that pass'd between And disappeared.

Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:— We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and of Art; Close up those barren leaves; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart's core.

Love is like a lion's tooth

I think people need to be educated to the fact that marijuana is not a drug. Marijuana is an herb and a flower. God put it here. If He put it here and He wants it to grow, what gives the government the right to say that God is wrong?

I found myself in a race with Mother Nature to play as much baseball as I could before she forced me to stop.

The reason lightning doesn't strike twice in the same place is that the same place isn't there the second time.

I have three dogs, a cat, fish. I'm a huge animal lover. They're amazing.

It is difficult to realize how great a part of all that is cheerful and delightful in the recollections of our own life is associated with trees.

There is a little good in all evil.

I'm sure the red fern has grown and has completely covered the two little mounds. I know it is still there, hiding its secret beneath those long, red leaves, but it wouldn't be hidden from me for part of my life is buried there, too. Yes, I know it is still there, for in my heart I believe the legend of the sacred red fern.

With a heavy heart, I turned and walked away. I knew that as long as I lived I'd never forget the two little graves and the sacred red fern.

I'd like to take a walk far back in the flinty hills and search for a souvenir, an old double-bitted ax stuck deep in the side of a white oak tree. I know the handle has long since rotted away with time. Perhaps the rusty frame of a coal-oil lantern still hangs there on the blade.

A man does not sell the earth the people walk on." That

Baptiste and Running Stream spread their robes on a soft, grassy spot thirty feet from the fire under a sky clustered with stars thick and big as columbine in June.

People learn to be hostile,disparaging and manipulative because it works for them.these people expect you to react in certain ways to their style,because in that way they win.if you allow yourself to be sucked into their expectations,you have not only let them get away but you are bound to feel frustrated,helpless and eventuall your bad side of nature will reached its climax.

A million butterflies rose up from South America, All together, and flew in a gold storm toward Spain...

Max Müller took advantage of the new insights of his time into the IE languages and attempted to explain the development of Greek mythology, not by questioning the facts but by analyzing the language used in mythology. His main point was that mythology arose because people misunderstood poetic language used in the admiration of nature and interpreted it as narrative language about divine beings.