Quotes About Nature

THE HOUSE SLAVE Those days I lie on my cot, shivering in the early heat, and as the fields unfold to whiteness, and they spill like bees among the fat flowers, I weep. It is not yet daylight.

THE HILL HAS SOMETHING TO SAY but isn't talking. Instead the valley groans as the wind, amphoric, hoots its one bad note. Halfway up, we stop to peek through smudged pine: this is Europe and its green terraces. What's left to climb's inside us, : it's not all in the books (but maps don't lie). (For all we know the wind's inside us, pacing our lungs.)

EXEUNT THE VIOLS Listen: even the ocean mourns the passage of voices so pure and penetrant, that insect hum. Who discovered usefulness? Who forgot how to sing, simply? (Magnificence spoke up briefly, followed by the race boat's break-neck dazzle.)…their last chord a breath drawn deep in a garden maze, there near the statue smiling under the stars.

LOOKING UP FROM THE PAGE, I AM REMINDED OF THIS MORTAL COIL Mercurial ribbon licking the cut lip of the Blue Ridge— daybreak or end, I can't tell as long as I ignore the body's marching orders, as long as I am alive in air . . . What good is the brain without traveling shoes?

Whoever heard of a neurotic frog? Where do humans get off thinking they're the pinnacle of evolution?

Life is a conversation between all living things.

Given that 80 percent plus of the U.S. population lives in cities and suburbs, the connection with nature is fading to the detriment of all living creatures.

They're walking around in clothing but they're still the same animals who lived in caves, feared the dark, and smashed one another over the head for beans.

full bloom, the pastures turning an impossible emerald green, she

the further humans move from nature, the crazier they get. In

that ole frog is more together than I am. That frog doesn't want to make movies. That frog hasn't even seen movies and furthermore that frog doesn't give a big damn. It just swims, eats, makes love, and sings as it pleases. Whoever heard of a neurotic frog? Where do humans get off thinking they're the pinnacle of evolution?

Many of you remember when Dutch Elm disease swept the East Coast. People in big cities saw the trees die but it didn't register, in any way at all, that this would compromise oxygen. Think of it, that many trees dying in that short a time span means there is less photosynthesis. Less oxygen is being produced. Therefore pollution in the big cities becomes more pronounced. These basics do not occur to people who work in buildings where the windows don't open.

Life's too short to try and understand cold-blooded creatures.

What love had been given her she wished to give to others. Most times they didn't much want it but hounds, horses, cats, and dogs did and they were a gift from the gods, too.

All's well here. Hope your life is full of mice, moles, voles, butterflies, and the occasional inattentive bird. In Catitude, Sneaky Pie

Everybody was feeling happy now. The sun was shining brightly out of a soft blue sky and the day was calm. The giant peach, with the sunlight glinting on its side, was like a massive golden ball sailing upon a silver sea.

Men were foolish and were made only so that they should die, while mountains and rivers went on for ever and did not notice the passing of time.

Then they would roll these handfuls of cloud in their fingers until they turned into what looked like large white marbles. Then they would toss the marbles to one side and quickly grab more bits of cloud and start over again.

This morning from a halibut.

I would love to to go somewhere else and pick peachy fruits in the early morning from the back of an elefunt.

Nor is crockadowndillies killing other crockadowndillies. Nor is pussy-cats killing pussy-cats.' 'They kill mice,' Sophie said. 'Ah, but they is not killing their own kind,' the BFG said. 'Human beans is the only animals that is killing their own kind.

Nothing except the roots of the old peach tree…and a whole lot of earthworms and centipedes and insects living in the soil. But

Hey, look at all those cheeky birds still up there on the roof! Let's

The same boiling water that softens the potato hardens the egg. It's about what you're made of, not the circumstances.