Quotes About Nature

I'm lying in my room listening to the birds outside. I used to think they sang because they were happy. But then I learned on a nature show they're really showing off. Trying to lure in some other bird so they can mate with it. Or let the other birds know not to get too close to their turf. I wish I never watched that show, because now all I think about is what those pretty sounds mean. And how they're not pretty at all.

There's a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they're absolutely free. Don't miss so many of them.

Anyway, while most people can't see fairies anyway because they don't believe in them, seeing them isn't a bad thing. Some of the most beautiful things I've ever seen have been fairies.

What do you want to be, free or happy? How about if they really are mutually exclusive options? What is freedom anyway? How does humanity govern itself when each person can have anything they want? How does humanity govern itself when nothing is natural?

Hippopotamus, As the leaves fall to the ground Mechs now leave Japan

It isn't really magic, except that it is. It's not magic that reaches into the world ands changes things. It's all inside my body. I thought, sitting there, that everything is magic. Using things connects them to you, being in the world connects you to the world, the sun streams down magic and people and animals and plants grow from sunlight and the world turns and everything is magic.

She turned into a tree. It was a Mystery. It must have been. Nothing else made sense, because I didn't understand it.

Trees are what paper was, and wants to be.

You couldn't get worse food, or food more detached from nature, if you tried. If you have an apple, you're connected to an apple tree. If you have a dish of set custard and half a glace cherry you're not connected to anything.

Magic isn't inherently evil. But it does seem to be terribly bad for people.

When I got to Aberdare, I got off and walked up the cwm to the ruins we call Osgiliath.

For that is to be my purpose here, you see, to teach rhetoric to you children: I, who was never a teacher but who liked to converse with my friends and seek out the nature of things." "They have their own imagination of who you are, but you are not that," Kebes said. "Now that's true," Sokrates said. "And perhaps what I shall teach is not what they expect me to teach.

Human nature is against it. People just tend to behave in certain ways because they are people. And

The weather has changed completely in the last week. Last Saturday was mild and sunny, autumn looking reluctantly back over its shoulder towards summer. Today it was wet and blustery, autumn barrelling forward impatiently into winter.

I can see the beauty of the world - a weed growing out of a crack, a sunrise, the glory of art.' He takes comfort in even the grain of wood in the arms of the chair, the gentle coarseness of the linen weave of his shirt, the dust motes dancing in the beam of sunlight, the smell of Marsilio's fresh bread.

And it was the landscape that formed us, that made us who we were as we grew in it, that affected everything.

I figured it out this afternoon, when they let me take a walk around the grounds, that these cows are stupid. Bovine. I knew the word, but I hadn't quite appreciated how literal it could be. I

É de notar que o ar vem do ar. De sofrer e amar, a gente não se desafaz.

A tal que, enfim, veio o dia de se sair, guerreiramente, por vales e montes, a gente toda.

E' venuto scendendo il Rio Paracatè su una zattera di burití...

Nuvens deslizam, depetaladas, e altas, altas, garças brancas planam.

Vim. Diadorim nada não me disse. A poeira das estradas pegava pesada de orvalho.

Será que chove, Primo? — Capaz. — Ind'hoje? Será? — 'Manhã. — Chuva brava, de panca? — Às vez… — Da banda de riba? — De trás.

Lembro que naquela manhã também o calor era menos, e o ar era bondoso.