Quotes About Landscape

For me, a landscape does not exist in its own right, since its appearance changes at every moment; but the surrounding atmosphere brings it to life - the light and the air which vary continually. For me, it is only the surrounding atmosphere which gives subjects their true value.

By landscape we also mean memory...

They merely stood, completely absorbed by nothing. Time dissolved into the sky. There was little difference between landscape and spectators. Insensible things that existed in one another.

Het landschap van onze kindertijd laat sporen achter voor onze blik op het landschap gedurende de volgende jaren.

Lá no alto, sobre a cumeada, uma mancha compacta de sobretudos verde-escuros feitos de agulhas. Por baixo, rigorosamente alinhadas, até onde a vista alcança, as pernas de pau dos troncos, que param quando paras, andam quando andas e correm quando corres.

Another man would have trouble imagining it, but he has no trouble. The red of a carpet's ground, the flush of the robin's breast or the chaffinch, the red of a wax seal or the heart of the rose: implanted in his landscape, cered in his inner eye, and caught in the glint of a ruby, in the color of blood, the cardinal is alive and speaking. Look at my face: I am not afraid of any man alive.

England is always remaking herself, her cliffs eroding, her sandbanks drifting, springs bubbling up in dead ground. They regroup themselves while we sleep, the landscapes through which we move, and even the histories that trail us; the faces of the dead fade into other faces, as a spine of hills into the mist.

A weak sun blinked at them as they crossed into Hertfordshire, and here and there a ragged blackthorn blossomed, waving at him a petition against the length of winter.

Toni's greatness as a novelist had a lot to do with her skill—her great ability—to show how we mucked up the landscape, not just in the world, but in ourselves. Slavery was one way we mucked it up, of course, and the enormous wound at the center of "Beloved" (1988) has to do with how slavery not only killed bodies, but made a mess of our minds, thus creating a particularly American way of thinking.

Far away in the mountains a shepherd hears their [the warriors'] thundering.

El paisaje es un lienzo extendido en la distancia sobre el que la mirada piensa, donde la memoria ancestral se narra y la eternidad del momento se plasma en la nada superficial y profunda que está sucediendo en los tres tiempos del ser.

The size of the land can be humbling. It puts my human existence into perspective, not in the sense of feeling like a bug on the windshield of life, but more a feeling of belonging to something too big to comprehend. The times when I have a view of the broad vistas sometimes make me feel as big as the land. I love the size of the land, how it rolls on and on, untamed and for the most part untouched.

Life is like a landscape. You live in the midst of it but can describe it only from the vantage point of distance.

It is beautiful in Vancouver; let's face it. I mean, you have the ocean. There's mountains.

Vancouver is gorgeous; I've never been to any place like it.

Life is like a landscape. You live in the midst of it but can describe it only from the vantage point of distance.

More varied than any landscape was the landscape in the sky, with islands of gold and silver, peninsulas of apricot and rose against a background of many shades of turquoise and azure.

Russia is very big and very varied. People are different in different regions.

I always recommend navigating the landscape and understanding where it's coming from, so don't get your media from just one source; get it from a variety of different sources but understand the bias and the source.

In front of us lay a smooth sandy beach, beyond which rose gradually a high wooded country, and behind us was the sea, studded with numerous islands of every variety of form.

These mountains appear to be almost entirely composed of stratas of rock of various colours (mostly red) and are partially covered with a dwarfish growth of pine and cedar, which are the only species of timber to be seen.

Salzburg... is a mountain town with a rushing river running right through the center, everything in the rain various shades of green and brown.

There is extraordinary similarities between the Midwest in America and Europe in that there is this sense of vast, open sky and loneliness and cold.

The parish of Selborne, by taking in so much of the forest, is a vast district.