Quotes About Nature

Ze weten het. Die daemondingen. Ze weten hoe ik dieren haat... Dat luipaard. Ik heb er jaren nachtmerries van gehad. Vroeger hield ik van dieren. Zij hielden ervan... pap en mam. Ze wijdden hun leven aan de bescherming van dieren tegen stropers. Na hun dood deed elk dier me aan hen denken.' - Nick 'Ik denk dat ik dat net zo voel. Maar je weet dat het niet de schuld was van dat luipaard.' - Claire

Ik geloof het niet. Mamba is gewoon een oude man. Er is niets magisch aan, aan die droogte. Het weer wordt geregeerd door de lucht, door de zon en de wolken... niet door hem. - Bloem-van-de-droogte

Een wilde kat gleed zachtvoetig door de bosjes, een vreemd uitziende kat met een korte krulstaart. Hij bleef staan en staarde naar het meisje, met intense gele ogen, en glipte toen weer door het struikgewas weg. Het meisje kwam overeind en ging staan, haar gezicht straalde bovenaardse verrukking uit.

Kwaak! - Mimi

Eh, pap? Dat over lemmings, dat is een misverstand. Ze gooien zich helemaal niet over de kliffen de oceaan in. - Claire

The robin brushes me at dusk. Our good bones fail. We leave no mark. His voice, she writes, was clear and quiet. I hear him singing in the dark. ("Edward Thomas' Daughter")

You are the Fire Lily", said the Winterking softly. "And I am the Ice King. Does fire melt ice? Or ice melt fire? Or may they come together, fire and ice, neither melted nor quenched?

The taste on her palate was pungent and rich, the flavor of woodlands and dark earth simmered in sunshine.

The river plunged down in a long waterfall, plashing into several rocky pools on its way down the cliff.

At these times, the things that troubled her seemed far away and unimportant: all that mattered was the hum of the bees and the chirp of birdsong, the way the sun gleamed on the edge of a blue wildflower, the distant bleat and clink of grazing goats.

The weather was clear and still, and the countless stars opened above them, seeming like brilliant cold fruits that Maerad could simply pick out of the sky.

I watched as the stars faded and the landscape began to materialize out of the night and become solid again, and the rim of the world grew rose-pink and deepened to orange and then split with molten gold, and the first rays of the sun speared the wide, empty plains.

todos a los que cuidamos y amamos han de morir. ¿Y no es todo nuestro canto un lamento porque todo lo que es verde y bello ha de pasar, como las sombras sobre una llanura, sin dejar rastro? ¿Qué canción, por bella que sea, puede aliviar esta angustia?

Drunk with beauty, I tore down Armfuls of blossoms. How desolate the marred sky!

I tried to become a hawk, it didn't work. I think I got -stuck

Give a bull grass, sweet water and a willing heifer and he is happy. But a man is never content. If no gadflies of worry exist he will invent them.

Dinin ard?na s???n?r monar?iler, Oysa do?as?nda ateisttir devletler.

check-cashing place that wasn't open today. No leaf peepers

It is also important to understand that a hidden nature is not always an evil nature

They are Deceivers, Lady Helen," Pike said with a note of condescension in his voice. "They manage to live as humans and fool us all. Deception is their nature.

For me, the natural world in all its evolutionary splendor is a revelation of the divine- the inviolable matrix of cause and effect that reveals itself to us in what we cannot control or manipulate no matter how pervasive our meddling.

Why didn't everyone feel as I did that natural beauty raises the spiritual energy of the world?

If you have this deep feeling of empathy for the natural world, you feel it so profoundly. It's almost a religious experience. I feel that I could never really say the depth of feeling or connection I feel to the natural world, which has made me.

We're nature. Our minds are nature. Our desire to make poetry is nature.