Quotes About Nature

He who, superior to the checks of nature, Dares make his life the victim of his reason, Does in some sort that reason deify, And take a flight at heav'n.

Ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.

Men are but men; we did not make ourselves.

The course of Nature is the art of God.

In youth, what disappointments of our own making: in age, what disappointments from the nature of things.

On every thorn, delightful wisdom grows, In every rill a sweet instruction flows.

This "me" of ten years before lay down amid the leaves and long grass and slept for two whole hours. During this time a few ants crawled up my leg, but even in my deep sleep my finger accurately flicked them off. I felt as if I had come to a shore, and the echoing shouts of an old man poling a bamboo raft seemed to reach my ears from far away. I awakened from my dream, and

Mia madre sosteneva che la terra è il miglior nutrimento dell'uomo, non solo fa crescere i raccolti, ma può anche guarire le malattie. In tutti quegli anni, mi tamponai qualunque ferita con una zolla di umido fango. Aveva ragione mia madre, il fango non va disprezzato, può curare mille malattie.

I was completely alone in a vortex of rain and wild winds. Forests stretched for miles around in a raging sea of darkness. They were no longer themselves, but the embodiment of all brutality. The entire forest roiled and roared, wringing every ounce of violence from its branches.

When Li Bai turned back to poetry, the clouds rose in formation to see him off, the river stood as witness, and the monkeys cheered for him. The landscape itself stood aside to make way for his passage. His increasingly weighty ship of life was transformed back to a light skiff.

To learn to be without desire you must desire that. Better to do as you please: sing idleness. Floating clouds, and water idly running -- Where's their source? In all the vastness of the sea and sky, you'll never find it.

Man is harder than rock and more fragile than an egg.

Again and again, the cicada's untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth.

He heard the sound of waves striking the shore, and it was as though the surging of his young blood was keeping time with the movement of the sea's great tides. It was doubtless because nature itself satisfied his need that Shinji felt no particular lack of music in his everyday life.

Human beings, Isao realized, could descend to communicating their feelings like dogs barking in the distance on a cold night.

On a warm spring day, a galloping horse was only too clearly a sweating animal of flesh and blood. But a horse racing through a snowstorm became one with the very elements; wrapped in the whirling blast of the north wind, the beast embodied the icy breath of winter.

Oddly enough, living only for one's emotions, like a flag obedient to the breeze, demands a way of life that makes one balk at the natural course of events, for this implies being altogether subservient to nature. The life of the emotions detests all constraints, whatever their origin, and thus, ironically enough, is apt eventually to fetter its own instinctive sense of freedom.

A small night storm blows Saying 'falling is the essence of a flower' Preceding those who hesitate

Because all those people around you and Miss Satoko are moving slowly but inexorably toward a dénouement. You don't think the two of you can hover forever in mid-air like two dragonflies making love?

I was born with a gloomy nature. I do not think I have ever known what it is to be cheerful and at ease.

In general, things that were endowed with life did not, like the Golden Temple, have the rigid quality of existing once and for all. Human beings were merely allotted one part of nature's various attributes and, by an effective method of substitution, they diffused that part and made it multiply.

it did gradually and tenaciously arouse within me a sensuous craving for such things as the destiny of soldiers, the tragic nature of their calling, the distant countries they would seem the ways they would die.

Sá»± ph?n tr?c c?a nàng cÅ©ng gi?ng nhÆ° sá»± ph?n tr?c c?a các vì sao và nh?ng chòm tùng bách nh?n ho?t.

it did gradually and tenaciously arouse within me a sensuous craving for such things as the destiny of soldiers, the tragic nature of their calling, the distant countries they would see, the ways they would die.