Quotes About Nature

How sad would be November if we had no knowledge of the spring!

It's a sad and beautiful world.

Natural beauty is essentially temporary and sad, hence the impression of obscene mockery which artificial flowers give us.

There's a word in Japanese for being sad in the springtime - a whole word for just being sad - about how pretty the flowers are and how soon they're going to die.

You know... when you are sad you love the sunsets.

It will not hurt me when I am old, A running tide where moonlight burned Will not sting me like silver snakes;The years will make me sad and cold, It is the happy heart that breaks.

For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.

Being is the great explainer.

Where do we record the passing of wildlife? Who mourns the silent deaths of the small?

She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love.

Perhaps the wind Wails so in winter for the summers dead, And all sad sounds are nature's funeral cries For what has been and is not.

Do console your poor friend, who is so troubled to see his paintings so miserable, so sad, next to the radiant nature he has before his eyes!

Man is a sad mammal that combs its hair.

Nature is a mirror in which I am reflected, because by rescuing this land from sad devastation [through recreating it in photographs], I am in fact trying to save myself from my own inner sadness.

The loves and hours of the life of a man, They are swift and sad, being born of the sea.

One day, I watched the sun setting forty-four times......You know...when one is so terribly sad, one loves sunsets.

But one, the lofty follower of the Sun, Sad when he sets, shuts up her yellow leaves Drooping all night; and, when he warm returns, Points her enamoured bosom to his ray.

Flowers that bloom in the winter may not survive till spring.

There is no such thing as death. In nature nothing dies. From each sad remnant of decay, some forms of life arise so shall his life be taken away before he knoweth that he hath it.

It is sad and wrong to be so dependent for the life of my life on any human being as I am on you; but I cannot by any force of logic cure myself at this date, when it has become second nature.

He thought how sad it was to be an Animal who had never had a bunch of violets picked for him.

All beauty is sad. [...] For it fades.

life is like a tree, when you feeling down the leaves fall off.

The black clouds and the white clouds, Black means rain White means no rainToday it was different, It rained despite of white clouds.And nobody got wet.