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Quotes About Nature

I just needed to be on the beach. The beach would make me feel better. Nothing, nothing felt better than the way sand felt beneath my feet. It was both solid and shifting, constant and ever-changing. It was summer" -Belly
~ Jenny Han
But I don't think people change at the core. They are who they are.
~ Jenny Han
Most of them are probably in their fifties, but still. I like the way he looks at me, like I am a wood nymph that he happened upon one day and just had to take home to keep.
~ Jenny Han
The first crickets of summer are chirping. This is the soundtrack of my summer and every summer.
~ Jenny Han
His voice made me shiver, it was like the sound of water when it pulls off the sand.
~ Jenny Han
It's funny how much of who we are as babies is who we are as we get older.
~ Jenny Han
Nothing, nothing felt better than the way sand felt beneath my feet. It was both solid and shifting, constant and ever-changing. It was summer.
~ Jenny Han
As you grow up, you spend less and less time outside.
~ Jenny Han
Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders,
~ Jenny Han
The stars are out by the dozen; they look like faraway gems. We're so lucky to live by the mountains the way we do. You just feel closer to the stars. To heaven.
~ Jenny Han
Conrad would never; it wasn't his style.
~ Jenny Han
I just needed to be on the beach. The beach would make me feel better. Nothing, nothing felt better than the way sand felt beneath my feet. It was both solid and shifting, constant and ever-changing. It was summer.
~ Jenny Han
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) / it's always ourselves we find in the sea.
~ Jenny Han
Stormy lived more life in one night than most people do their whole lives. She was a force of nature. She taught me that love—" My eyes well up and I start over. "Stormy taught me that love is about making brave choices every day. That's what Stormy did. She always picked love; she always picked adventure. To her they were one and the same. And now she's off on a new adventure, and we wish her well.
~ Jenny Han
THE IMPULSE IS TO SQUEEZE AND FONDLE BABY WILD ANIMALS BUT THEN THEY'D BE BROKEN AND WHAT GOOD WOULD THEY BE?
~ Jenny Holzer
There is a man who travels around the world trying to find places where you can stand still and hear no human sound. It is impossible to feel calm in cities, he believes, because we so rarely hear birdsong there. Our ears evolved to be our warning systems. We are on high alert in places where no birds sing. To live in a city is to be forever flinching.
~ Jenny Offill
We stayed at a cheap hotel that had a view out the window more beautiful than anything I'd ever seen. The water was wickedly blue. A cliff of dark rock jutted out of the sea. I wanted to cry because I was sure I would never get to be in such a place again.
~ Jenny Offill
There are thousands and thousands of deer here. Soon it will be hunting season. "At least most people who hunt up here hunt for food, not sport," she says. I watch them bound away as we turn down her dirt road. "Why don't they farm deer?" I wonder. "Is it because they are too pretty?" She shakes her head. "It's because they panic when penned.
~ Jenny Offill
Are animals lonely? Other animals, I mean.
~ Jenny Offill
There is a man who travels around the world trying to find places where you can stand still and hear no human sound.
~ Jenny Offill
It is impossible to feel calm in cities, he believes, because we so rarely hear birdsong there. Our ears evolved to be our warning systems. We are on high alert in places where no birds sing. To live in a city is to be forever flinching.
~ Jenny Offill
When my father saw my bloody elbows and knees, he tried to talk me out of flying. "People aren't cut out for it," he explained. "Our bodies are designed all wrong." I didn't believe him. He was the one who had told me about bumblebees, how their wings were too flimsy to support their fat bodies; yet, in the summer, they were everywhere, buzzing impossibly by.
~ Jenny Offill
It has oblique leaves
~ Jenny Offill
The wife sits in the backyard with binoculars. She is trying to learn about the birds. She has seen robins and sparrows and wrens. A green-throated hummingbird. She wants to know the name of the black bird with the red wings. She looks it up. It is a red-winged blackbird.
~ Jenny Offill