Quotes About Nature

Consider the lilies of the field and learn thoroughly how they grow; they neither toil nor spin. Yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his magnificence (excellence, dignity, and grace) was not arrayed

tomorrow is tossed into the furnace, will He not much more surely clothe you, O you of little faith? Matthew 6:28-30 Using the illustration of one of His creations, the Lord makes the point that if a flower, which does nothing

if Darwin were alive today, he would likely revise a significant part of his great works, because the basic logic of evolution has shifted away from capital-n Nature toward two new core drivers: Unnatural selection* Nonrandom mutation*

Ni siquiera la lluvia baila tan descalza.

You'll see why a person would want to live there forever. Dawn, morning, mid-day, night: all the same, except for the changes in the air. The air changes the color of things there. And life whirs by as quiet as a murmur...the pure murmuring of life.

Ancak kertenkeleler ölünceye kadar ayn? delikte yaÅŸar.

Tú y yo de la mano como dos buenos amigos; como dos buenos compañeros, unidos para caminar sobre el ancho mundo. Y que no bajen las nubes, que nunca bajen sobre nosotros. Tú, aire de las colinas, las espantarás con esa virtud de que estás llena

El día en que se acaben los grillos, el mundo se llenará de los gritos de las ánimas santas y todos echaremos a correr espantados del susto.

He was used to seeing some part of him die every day. He watched the leaves falling from the Paradise tree. They all follow the same road. They all go away.

Salió fuera y miró el cielo. Llovían estrellas. Lamentó aquello porque hubiera querido ver un cielo quieto. Oyó el canto de los gallos. Sintió la envoltura de la noche cubriendo la tierra. La tierra, "este valle de lágrimas".

Y en días de aire se ve al viento arrastrando hojas de árboles, cuando aquí, como tu ves, no hay árboles. Los hubo en algún tiempo, porque si no ¿de dónde saldrían esas hojas?

I watched the trickles glinting in the lightning flashes, and every breath I breathed, I sighed. And every thought I thought was of you, Susana.

Al recorrerse las nubes, el sol sacaba luz a las piedras, irisaba todo de colores, se bebía el agua de la tierra, jugaba con el aire dándole brillo a las hojas con que jugaba el aire.

Palm trees were fanned by a warm, light breeze, and they rolled down their windows to smell the sea.

Why should our bodies end at the skin, or include at best other beings encapsulated by skin? –Donna Haraway, A Manifesto for Cyborgs

Feeling a little foolish over her confidences, Elizabeth glanced up at him with an embarrassed smile. "What is the most beautiful place you've ever seen?" Dragging his gaze from the beauty of the gardens, Ian looked down at the beauty beside him. "Any place," he said huskily, "where you are.

The oldest woman in the village, Paciencia, predicts the weather from the flight of birds: Today it will rain toads, she says, squinting her face into a mystery of wrinkles as she reads the sky - tomorrow, it will be snakes.

In the wind that may travel as far as you have gone, I send this message: Out here, in a place you will not forget, a simple man has been moved to curse the rising sun and to question God's unfinished work.

Apparently an aesthetic sense is instinctual. Just as the beauty of a rose exceeds its function in attracting insects to spread pollen, so human skill always flowers in excess, producing beauty beyond need. Nature is not hardheaded, hardhearted, mechanical, pratical, or economical. Neither are we. Our simplest and most practical acts, including the use of language, are likely to be infused with grace and elaboration wich utilitarian purposes cannot explain

yellow chrysanthemums but my mother said they

I'm sure the salt water is good for it

Dingleberry: a small clot of dung, as clinging to the hindquarters of an animal.

Robin . . . robin . . ." Uncle Feather repeated.

we floated like water lilies on a pond, dreaming of a billion suns