Quotes About Harmony

A lake is a landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is Earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature.

Nature is made to conspire with spirit to emancipate us.

Your deepest roots are in nature. No matter who you are, where you live, or what kind of life you lead, you remain irrevocably linked with the rest of creation.

The end may be defined as life in accordance with nature or, in other words, in accordance with our own human nature as well as that of the universe.

I don't ask for the meaning of the song of a bird or the rising of the sun on a misty morning. There they are, and they are beautiful.

The cat is nature's masterpiece.

The universe corresponds to the nature of your song.

There must be provision for the child to have contact with nature; to understand and appreciate the order, the harmony and the beauty in nature.

...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?

Art in Nature is rhythmic and has a horror of constraint.

If you drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will soon find a way back.

The richness I achieve comes from nature, the source of my inspiration.

Nature never writes a blind hand.

Everything in nature invites us constantly to be what we are.

Giving up your ego is the shortest way to unification with nature.

Man is not above nature, but in nature.

You can never really go wrong if you take nature as an example

Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.

Art is embedded in nature and they who can extract it, have it.

A garden is a love song, a duet between a human being and Mother Nature.

The biggest enemy to the partnership of dressage is impatience and the human nature to dominate other creatures.

When you're outside, and everything is highland, it's like nature has its own sound, and that's one of my favorite sounds.

The old Lakota was wise. He knew that a man's heart away from nature becomes hard.

What is there to life if a man cannot hear the lonely cry of the whippoorwill or the arguments of the frogs around the pool at night?