Quotes About Nature

While the blustery Luther, with his categorical denials of any ambiguity in the Bible, stands as the champion of the humble reader, the reasoning Luther stands within the stream of creeds and scholarship that defines more soberly and narrowly the scope and nature of the Bible's clarity.

Human beings destroy nature, conquer other cultures, and conceive themselves kings of infinite space. And human beings also participate in religious illusions, which boost their self-esteem by providing them with a hallucinatory control over the universe, a sense of divine protectedness and importance. Death is evaded by narcissistic inflation and delusions of dominance.

You may not feel that the flesh is dead; it may not seem evident as you deal with temptation and ungodly thoughts that obviously come from that old fleshly nature of sin, but the Bible is saying, "Consider the flesh as being dead—think of it in this way—because that's the way it is!" Reconcile your perception of the flesh with the truth of what God has said about it.

If aliens are watching us through telescopes, they're going to think the dogs are the leaders of the planet. If you see two life forms, one of them's making a poop, the other one's carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge?

Dogs are the leaders of the planet. If you see two life forms, one of them's making a poop, the other one's carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge.

Why do people give each other flowers? To celebrate various important occasions, they're killing living creatures? Why restrict it to plants? 'Sweetheart, let's make up. Have this deceased squirrel.

The earth is speaking to us, but we can't hear because of all the racket our senses are making. Sometimes we need to erase them, erase our senses. Then - maybe - the earth will touch us. The universe will speak. The stars will whisper.

I'm erased. I'm gone. I'm nothing. And then the world is free to flow into me like water into an empty bowl…. And… I see. I hear. But not with eyes and ears. I'm not outside my world anymore, and I'm not really inside it either. The thing is, there's no difference between me and the universe. The boundary is gone. I am it and it is me. I am a stone, a cactus thorn. I am rain. I like that most of all, being rain.

She laughed, and the desert sang.

She seemed to belong to that pagan, primitive kingdom of birds and forests where everything was infinitely abundant, wild, blooming, and royal in its perpetual decay, death, and rebirth; illicit and clashing with the human world.

Growth has its season. There are spring and summer, but there are also fall and winter. And then spring and summer again. As long as the roots are not severed, all is well and all be well.

Allí mismo, veíamos asomar el sol al siguiente día, «enlagunados» por el licor.

me lleva a internarme por un cultivo de maíz cercado por eucaliptos errantes.

El amanecer se acerca con toda su luz de oro, después de caminar varios minutos contra el viento seco

Caminando por la playa, sus pies se hunden en la arena blanca, dejando sus huellas marcadas en la humedad; que una ola salada borra para siempre.

abril— mes frio por naturaleza, y el cual me llena de melancolía pueril, de aquella inmadura relación con la vida.

I felt like an animal, and animals don't know sin, do they?

Shadow and wind compete for dominance, but both teach important lessons.

There's about a hundred shades of green in a Minnesota summer, light like celery, deep like emeralds. You wouldn't think one color could have so many different flavors.

I let the fireflies lead the way, dancing just ahead of me, sparkling as I passed and then dimming to nothing.

He looked down at her and caught a whiff of the honeysuckle fragrance of her hair. God, how he loved that smell. He'd planted fourteen honeysuckle bushes around his estate in Crestwood five years ago just to have a tiny piece of her there with him.

And even if they don't find what they're looking for, isn't it enough to be out walking together in the sunlight?

Shakespeare, in some sense, helped create the modern man, didn't he, his influence is that pervasive. He held the mirror up to nature, but he also created that mirror: so the image he created is the very one we hold ourselves up to.

A rattlesnake that doesn't bite teaches you nothing.