Quotes About Nature

it wont be long now it wont be longman is making deserts of the earthit wont be long nowbefore man will have it used upso that nothing but antsand centipedes and scorpionscan find a living on it

Writing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

Publishing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

What you will see is love coming out of the trees, love coming out of the sky, love coming out of the light. You will perceive love from everything around you. This is the state of bliss.

Violence is the way of the world because competition is the way of life-perpetuation. Without violence there can be no competition, and without competition there can be no life. Something dies for every instant that something else lives.

When I see a dolphin, I know it's just as smart as I am.

The prolonged solitary exposure to the bush that makes some people odd or crazy might in others bring the active and contemplative life into perfect harmony or grace.

The bush is a home for martyrs.

Juárez is surprisingly cold in the winter, miserably hot in the summer, and you just hope that either spring or autumn falls on a weekend so you get to enjoy it.

looks out at a wave breaking like a white pencil being drawn across a blue piece of paper.

We think we can make honey without sharing in the fate of bees.

It gets in your blood, like you got salt water running through you. The fishermen Danny knows love the sea and hate it, say it's like a cruel woman who hurts you over and over again but you keep going back to her anyway.

You can't invite wolves to dinner and not expect them to eat.

La speranza non muore in modo rapido e pulito, come un ramo che si spezza sotto il peso di una nevicata. Appassisce lentamente come una pianta non annaffiata.

Charm ... is the dead green bug on the golden leaf of occasion.

The Grand Canyon is carven deep by the master hand; it is the gulf of silence, widened in the desert; it is all time inscribing the naked rock; it is the book of earth.

What is a weed? I have heard it said that there are sixty definitions. For me, a weed is a plant out of place.

This critique also misreads the Copernican revolution. Yes, our perceptions misled us about our place in the universe. But its deeper message is this: our perceptions can mislead us about the very nature of the universe itself. We are prone to falsely believe that certain limitations and idiosyncrasies of our perceptions are genuine insights into objective reality.

Exaptation, in which a trait evolved for one function can co-opt a new function, is commonplace in nature. We use sex to procreate, but also to bond, play, heal, and enjoy pleasure.

Two solid weeks of beautiful weather. Clear sunny days, low humidity, temperature in the seventies, air so brisk and clean you could read E PLURIBUS UNUM on a dime across the street. Clear cloudless nights, temperature in the fifties, the sky a great soft raven's breast, an immense bowl of octopus ink salted with a million hard white crystalline stars and garnished with a huge moon pulsing with white light. It was disgusting.

The Jungle Creed says the Strong must Feed on any Prey at Hand, I was Branded a Beast and Sat at a Feast before I was a Man.

I watch a white landscape that turns pale green, dark green, yellow and red, brown under bare branches, until snow falls again.

When I lament and darken over my diminishments, I accomplish nothing. It's better to sit at the window all day, pleased to watch birds, barns, and flowers.

There is a popular saying, "More rare than pine is the smell of pining"—which is rare indeed, for there are few pine trees in this part of the Ozarks.