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One time, when I was little more than a baby, I was taken to visit my grandmother, who was living in a cottage on a nearly uninhabited stretch of beach in northern Florida. All I remember of this visit is being picked up from my crib in what seemed the middle of the night and carried from my bedroom and out of doors, where I had my first look at the stars. “It must have been an unusually clear and beautiful night for someone to have said, “Let’s wake the baby and show her the stars.” The night sky, the constant rolling of the breakers against the shore, the stupendous light of the stars, all made an indelible impression on me. I was intuitively aware not only of a beauty I had never seen before but also that the world was far greater than the protected limits of the small child’s world which was all I had known thus far. I had a total, if not very conscious, moment of revelation: I saw creation bursting the bounds of daily restriction, and stretching out from dimension to dimension, beyond any human comprehension. I had been taught to say my prayers at night: Our Father, and a long string of God-blesses, and it was that first showing of the galaxies which gave me an awareness that the God I spoke to at bedtime was extraordinary and not just a bigger and better combination of the grownup powers of my father and mother. This early experience was freeing, rather than daunting, and since it was the first, it has been the foundation for all other such glimpses of glory. (The Irrational Season)
— Madeline L'engle
Come clean about your true nature before the day the body ceases. Hard not to cling to duality as the excuse, but every brain is manifesting duality as if it is some internal feature projected outward for the attention of others.
— James Emlund
More than the disappearing trees and roses, it’s the human tendency to suppress the ‘Natural Voice’ of the ‘Nature’s Man’ which is sorrowful.
— Ashutosh Gupta
If spectacle is lacking in everyday life, it may be because we have forgotten where and how to look.
— Nel Noddings, Peace Education: How We Come to Love and Hate War
Nature is the reality, diverging from the nature counts runny from the truth, live on nature, walk under trustworthness
— Wilson M. Mukama
But I weren't no quitter No wolf nor bear just gives up when they get beat or hungry. You ever seen a bear jump off a cliff 'cause life handed him a few rough draws? No, you haven't. The wild keeps going till it don't have strength in its muscles and bones. The wild doesn't give up; it's forever, and so was I.
— Beth  Lewis, The Wolf Road
If a man walk in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer; but if he spends his whole day as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making earth bald before her time, he is esteemed an industrious and enterprising citizen.
— Henry David Thoreau, Life Without Principle
To leave town, and the struggle and the swim of life, and go and hide yourself in a farmhouse is not life -- it is egoism, laziness; it is a kind of monasticism, but monasticism without action. A man needs, not six feet of land, not a farm, but the whole earth, all Nature, where in full liberty he can display all the properties and qualities of the free spirit.
— Anton Chekhov, The Complete Short Novels
To understand the nature of the people one must be a prince, and to understand the nature of the prince, one must be of the people
— Niccolò Machiavelli
A word mother, means a world to me.
— Auliq-Ice
And you know once a man has fished, or watched the thrushes hovering in flocks over the village in the bright, cool, autumn days, he can never really be a townsman, and to the day of his death he will be drawn to the country.
— Anton Chekhov, The Complete Short Novels
I have spent many an hour, when I was younger, floating over its surface as the zephyr willed, having paddled my boat to the middle, and lying on my back across the seats, in a summer forenoon, dreaming awake, until I was aroused by the boat touching the sand, and I arose to see what shore my fates had impelled me to; days when idleness was the most attractive and productive industry. Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days, and spent them lavishly; nor do I regret that I did not waste more of them in the workshop or the teacher's desk.
— Henry David Thoreau
Part of her soul ... gloried in the sheer bodacious unnaturalness of it. Putting a great blue-green water park smack down in the red desert complete with cactus, trading posts, genuine Navajo Indians, and five kinds of rattlesnakes was theater of the absurd at its most outrageous.
— Nevada Barr, The Rope
After Sade, violence, life and death, desire, and sexuality will extend, below the level of representation, an immense expanse of darkness, which we are now attempting to recover...in our discourse, in our freedom, in our thought.
— Michel Foucault, The Order of Things: An Archaeology of the Human Sciences
Only what is seen, appreciated, and loved will be missed in its absence which makes humans creatures of habit
— Aloysius Jnr
I have spent many an hour, when I was younger, floating over its surface as the zephyr willed, having paddled my boat to the middle, and lying on my back across the seats, in a summer forenoon, dreaming awake, until I was aroused by the boat touching the sand, and I arose to see what shore my fates had impelled me to; days when idleness was the most attractive and productive industry. Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days, and spent them lavishly
— Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Now that I have definitely begun to live I find myself more and more convinced that civilization with its trappings and artificialities is not so good as nature.
— H.S. Ede, Savage Messiah
The afternoon had passed to a ghostly gray. She was struck by the immensity of things, so much water and sky and forest, and after a time it occurred to her that she’d lived a life almost entirely indoors. Her memories were indoor memories, fixed by ceilings and plastered white walls. Her whole life had been locked to geometries: suburban rectangles, city squares. First the house she’d grown up in, then dorms and apartments. The open air had been nothing but a medium of transit, a place for rooms to exist.
— Tim O'Brien, In the Lake of the Woods
Toulouse then felt a cool touch on his right hand as something wound around his wrist. It was the Lucefate snake, slowly coiling around him, winding tightly, but not enough to leave more than a slight impression afterwards. Toulouse flinched at first, yet forced himself to remain still and calm. It was Nature’s first commandment to humans: remain still and calm until you understand, until you have seen, heard, smelled, tasted, and felt all that was needed before acting.
— Mary-Jean Harris, Wrestling with Gods
…I have never seen mountains before, and they fill me and oppress me so much that I could not sleep; I must keep awake this first night, and see that they don’t fall on the earth and overwhelm it." [- Miss Benson to her brother, Thurstan]
— Elizabeth Gaskell, Ruth
I think I like wildflowers best," I explain. "They just grow wherever they want. No one has to plant them. And then their seeds blow in the wind and they find a new place to grow." (Richelle)
— Rebecca Donovan, What If
The troubles of modern life come from being divorced from nature.
— Isaac Asimov, The Caves of Steel
He is only one of a million no, a billion stories you could tell about the living beings on just this side of the mountain. The fact is that there are more stories in the space of a single second, in a single square foot of dirt and air and water, then we could tell in a hundred years. The word amazing isn't much of a word for how amazing it is. The fact is that there are more stories in the world than there are fish in the sea or birds in the air or lies among politicians. You could be sad at how many stories go untold, but you could also be delighted at how many stories we catch and share in delight and wonder and astonishment and illumination and sometimes even epiphany.
— Brian  Doyle, Martin Marten
How light the raindrop's contents are
— how gently the world touches me.From View With a Grain of Sand
Sometimes, the waves grow hushed, but the sea is always there, touching, caressing, eating the earth...
— Keri Hulme, The Bone People
Do you know how I picture God myself?" he said. "As an enormous, creative organ beyond our ken, who scatters millions of worlds into space, just as one single fish would deposit its spawn in the sea. He creates because it is His function as God to do so, but He does not know what He is doing and is stupidly prolific in His work and is ignorant of the combinations of all kinds which are produced by His scattered germs.
— Guy de Maupassant
Yes, but I say that Nature is our enemy, that we must always fight against Nature, for she is continually bringing us back to an animal state. You may be sure that God has not put anything on this earth that is clean, pretty, elegant or accessory to our ideal; the human brain has done it.
— Guy de Maupassant, The Collected Novels and Stories of Guy de Maupassant
The desert lay in wait, more infinite than God, no less remote.
— Debora Greger, Desert Fathers, Uranium Daughters
The color has faded out of the sky. It is grey, becoming darker as the world turns herself round a little more. The clouds are long and black and ragged, like the wings of stormbattered dragons.
— Keri Hulme, The Bone People
The scent of rain on a sultry spring evening is always an indulgence.
— Kim Pape
At first she mistook them for sheets of pink crepe paper that someone had crumpled and carelessly flung down the hillside, perhaps after another astonishing party at the club. A moment later she remembered her great-grandmother's words and saw that they were hosts of wild pink zephyranthes that had come up in the night after the first fall of rain.
— Anita Desai, Fire on the Mountain
They travel long distances to stroll along the seashore, for reasons they can't put into words.
— Edward O. Wilson
Nature is impulsive. To be impulsive is to be fully alive.
— Marty Rubin
Love is misunderstood by many. Love is to be in the state of calmness even when everything is getting destroyed of you & around you. Love is to be Permanent in the law of impermanence.
— Chetan M. Kumbhar, Panasu The Golden City & The Capasstars
For the natural polytheist, whose gods arise in and from the natural material world, this challenge is not even always a metaphor. Our gods not only have transcendent eyes and metaphysical hands. They have antlers and feathers, hooves and scales, fangs and horns and wings and fins and claws. They are in the lands we strip for veins of precious ore. They are in the waters we poison.
— Alison Leigh Lilly
…stand at the foot of a mountain and you may be impressed by how much greater it is than you in degree, how alien it is from you in kind. Climb that mountain and confront limits of endurance beyond which you thought yourself incapable, feel the relation between yourself and the mountain’s flora and fauna as part of one interdependent ecosystem, and discover how the experience of the mountain becomes part of you and changes who you are—then you may draw close to something like transcendence.” - B. T. Newberg
— John Halstead, Godless Paganism: Voices of Non-Theistic Pagans
Volume II: Chapter V What are we, the inhabitants of this globe, least among the many that people infinite space? Our minds embrace infinity; the visible mechanism of our being is subject to merest accident. Day by day we are forced to believe this. He whom a scratch has disorganized, he who disappears from apparent life under the influence of the hostile agency at work around us, had the same powers as I—I also am subject to the same laws. In the face of all this we call ourselves lords of the creation, wielders of the elements, masters of life and death, and we allege in excuse of this arrogance, that though the individual is destroyed, man continues for ever.
— Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Man
For who was in thrall to whom, really? And could it ever be known? Each agent working in collusion and antagonism - like the cold and the sun alike creating a deadly spear of ice... Who is in thrall to whom? And while you wait to learn, the deadly icicle, formed by all opposing forces, falls and drives its cold nail into penetrable flesh.
— Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
Our present intricate humanly consciousness evolved after a long journey of struggle. And the beauty of natural selection is that our struggle against nature made us worthy of being rewarded with the 3 lbs. lump of highly advanced biological computer by our Mother Nature herself.
— Abhijit Naskar, Homo: A Brief History of Consciousness
If you want to save the humankind, you should first take care of Nature.It's the legacy that we leave behind,That brings us hope, that's for sure!
— Ana Claudia Antunes, The Fairies of the Four Seasons: The Dance of Time
For the natural polytheist who finds her gods in the rivers and mountains, in the deep-rooted giants looming above the canopy and in the tiny creatures that move beneath them, ecology gives us a glimpse into a kind of living anatomy of the divine, a theology of physical as well as spiritual life. - Alison Leigh Lilly, "Anatomy of a God
— John Halstead, Godless Paganism: Voices of Non-Theistic Pagans
For the natural polytheist, whose gods arise in and from the natural material world ... Our gods not only have transcendent eyes and metaphysical hands. They have antlers and feathers, hooves and scales, fangs and horns and wings and fins and claws. They are in the lands we strip for veins of precious ore. They are in the waters we poison. - Alison Leigh Lilly, "Anatomy of a God
— John Halstead
We are lucky because we still have a magnificent temple called nature where we can find peace of mind in it!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
I never think that I am the one who must see to it that cherries grow on stalks
— C.G. Jung
Nature is an inherently forward beast; footsteps disappear, past hurts fade.
— Caroline Kepnes, Hidden Bodies
There is a property in the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all parts, that is, the poet.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature
I have relinquished all that ties me to the world, but the one thing that still haunts me is the beauty of the sky
— Yoshida Kenkō, A Cup of Sake Beneath the Cherry Trees
I sing to you of many more gods, gods of wind and water, gods of each mineral and the events that created them. I sing to you of the gods of protons, of quarks, of atomic forces binding and holding. I sing to you of the god of the dust that flies off the ice-burned comet, and the god of the spaces in between. I sing to you of the god that twists like a serpent at the center of every sun and is found again coiled within every electron, shared by both and worshiped by each in its own way. I sing to you of the god that collects asteroids together in mockeries of his sister’s solar systems, jealous of his elder sibling’s power. I sing to you of all these, and many, many more." - Lupa, "The Forgotten Gods of Nature
— John Halstead, Godless Paganism: Voices of Non-Theistic Pagans
I sing to you of the deities of the Dictyostelidal slime molds, sexless and strange, at once a thousand voices and one song united. I sing to you of hard times when the wood has rotted away and the sun bakes the earth, and while as individuals we die, together we thrive. The divinities ask for sacrifice, the thousand voices demand it. Those who die to give life to the others, who raise up the new generation so that they may spread far and wide—these become a part of that sacred host, their voices immortalized not in cells but in spirit." - Lupa, "The Forgotten Gods of Nature
— John Halstead, Godless Paganism: Voices of Non-Theistic Pagans
The heron must be used to people, and yet it never lets you get too close. Draw parallel to it with the width of one of the marsh’s holding ponds between you, and it will duck its head, eyeing you with suspicion, then fly. I cannot approach the heron, certainly could never touch it; I can only look for it, entranced.This is how I understand the divine, and why I continue to seek it in the resolutely non-human world, with which we nonetheless recognize a numinous kinship. Sometimes, it will turn and lock eyes with you, lifting you out of yourself, changing everything. Other times, it will give you the side-eye and swoop away, leaving you longing for retreating beauty. You might not see it every single time you go looking, or where you expect to find it. No matter how common the experience, every time you stumble across mystery, or independent wild being, it is a surprise and a miracle. And every day, you can look." - Sara Amis, "A Daily Heron
— John Halstead, Godless Paganism: Voices of Non-Theistic Pagans
the resurgence of the elder gods breaks down the wall of separation between religion and science that has partitioned Western thought since the Enlightenment. The rise of science has taught us things about the Earth, Sun, and Storm that the ancients would have marveled to know. We are in the enviable, irresistible, position of being able to learn, through science, about the very gods themselves." - Steven Posch, "Lost Gods of the Witches: A User’s Guide to Post-Ragnarok Paganism
— John Halstead, Godless Paganism: Voices of Non-Theistic Pagans
Where they gone for the timber it ben a special place of myn. Where the old track sydls the hy groun sholder. It wer woodit with oak there. Hy groun on 1 side of the track and on the other it sloaps off sharp tords Widders Dump. The track runs pas that holler they call Mr Clevvers Roaling Place it wer the track we all ways took going to and from the form. It wer the shape of the groun I liket and the feal of it. That fealing you get on hy groun over looking the low. Some times sydling that sholder youwd see crows be low you cruising. Looking down from there at Widders Dump it seamt so low and little it lookit easy ternt a way from. Back then I never 1ce ben on that hy groun sholder oansome. Never ben any where at all oansome. Never in my woal life put foot outside a fents without at leas 5 more for dog safe. I ben saving up that hy groun in my mynd tho. Thinking may be some time there myt come a time Iwd chance it oansome. I dint want no woodlings cleart there I just wantit that place lef the way it ben. I tol my self never mynd but I myndit.
— Russell Hoban
Naught but leaves brushed in the wind, stemming from the forest behind my house. Oh, and of course, the wildlife seized every chance to tell the stars who they were; they hooted, howled, and growled. And deep under the roots of trees in little holes lived rabbits, cuddling next to their young. All the while Mr. Ant and his colony were dragging a once boisterous Nocturnal Cicada to the nest; a feast for days! I suppose my daydreaming occasionally did extend into the night. I’ve spent countless hours I’ll never regain, but for the off-chance I was right just once, it was worth every second.
— Kevin Focke, The Melendrin Road
There is something to be said about the vastness of the earth, as well as the vastness of the heavens, in reminding us how small we are and how great God's creation is.
— Aleksandra Layland, The Feathered Crown: A Windflower Saga Novella
Civilization was a defense against nature’s raw power.
— Gregory Benford, Foundation's Fear
Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill.
— John Muir
Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look what they can do when they stick together.
— Vesta M. Kelly
The trees were friendly, they gave me rest and shadowed refuge. Slipping through them, I felt safe and competent. My whole body was occupied. I had little energy to think or worry.
— Aspen Matis, Girl in the Woods: A Memoir
In the history of the earth, the sun remains still.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
The endless ocean was his sole companion , and on some deeply sentimental level, it seemed sufficient. Almost apt. He aligned himself with Thoreau and Tolstoy, he felt like their peers. The kinship with nature devoted humans to a mythical state, a heightened persona beyond the reach of mere mortals. At least that was what he told himself on the lonely nights when insomnia played on his fears and the howling wind pierced through his soul.
— Adelheid Manefeldt, Consequence
Every drop of rain does waters the earth.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
You can't fool nature.
— Richard Feynman
nature can offer you the biggest gifts only if you are ready to accept.
— shivangi lavaniya
We may never know what another person is thinking--never truly get into anyone else's head--but photography brings us as close as anything can. When the members of an audience at an art gallery look at a picture, they can step for a moment inside the mind of the artist. Like telepathy. Like time travel. At some future date, when people gaze at my photographs of the islands, they will see what I saw. They will stand where I stood, on this granite, surrounded by this ocean. Perhaps they will even feel some of the elation I have experienced here.
— Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
It is almost impossible to shake of one's earliest training. Duke, can you get it through your skull that had you been brought up by Martians, you would have the same attitude toward eating and being eaten as Mike has.
— Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land
The greatest things are freely giving; life, love, joy, smiles, hugs, inner peace, blessings, family, friends, nature….!
— Lailah Gifty Akita
A poem is a ‘line’ between any two points in creation.
— Charles Olson
If we connect with nature, we can reconstruct our soul, spirit and strength.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
The interlocking network of stalks and branches and creepers was skeletal, the fossil yard of an extinct species of fineboned insectoid creatures. all of these bones, then, seemed to have been stained by sun and earth from an original living white to brown, and not the tough fibrous flower and seed-spilling green they actually once had been. Howard wondered about a man who had never seen summer, a winter man, examining the weeds and making this inference -- that he was looking at an ossuary. the man would take that as true and base his ideas of the world on that mistake.
— Paul Harding, Tinkers
We invite you, in reading this book, to cast away your preconceptions and enter, with us, a magical world where all things are connected to you, and you are connected to all things.
— Sun Bear, The Medicine Wheel: Earth Astrology
A society which devastates its homelands’ nature no more has the right to live in that territories!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Wonder exist in every act of life.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
The mechanics of Nature ensures that the shadow of yesterday doesn't eclipse the dawn of tomorrow.
— Shilpa Menon
It is the nature of human beings to want, to desire.
— Brownell Landrum, A Chorus of Voices: DUET stories Volume III - Adult Version
Love nature as if it is your own garden of love.
— Debasish Mridha
Your planet's immune system is trying to get rid of you.
— Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
If God were mortal and had but one life to give, he would have been more careful about how he created the world.
— A.E. Samaan
Children observe everything in nature.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
ENDURANCEI don't know you,But I love you,Just as God loves me and you.The sun and the moonAre opposing forces,But they still greet each other,Peacefully,As one awakens in the morning,Just as the other goes to sleep.Life has pounded me downAnd thrashed me around,Time and time again,But I always get right back up,Because I still love life -Just as the earth still lovesThe rain.
— Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem
A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
I find peace where the sun kissed leaves dance in the melody of the cool breeze that floats through the air.
— Saim Cheeda
If we want the world to change, the healing of culture and greater balance in nature, it has to start inside the human soul.
— Michael Meade
What a pity that most young people instead of seeing one animal in nature--which is worth a hundred in any Zoo--must derive their knowledge of God's creatures from their appearance in prisons. ... How do we manage to think that we know all about an animal by gazing at him penned in a cage?
— Dhan Gopal Mukerji, Gay Neck: The Story of a Pigeon
God writes love and speaks poetry.
— Criss Jami
I hope it's the good kind of dilemma," Reginald broke Patricia's reverie. "Whatever one you're on the horns of."..."I was just thinking," she said. "There are so many scary problems in the world. Like, I was just reading that we could be seeing the last of the bees in North America soon. And if that happened, food webs would just collapse, and tons more people would starve. But suppose you had the power to change things? You still might not be able to fix anything, because every time you solve a problem you'd create another problem. And maybe all these plagues and droughts are nature's way of striking a balance. We humans don't have any natural predators left, so nature has to find another way to handle us."..."I am, as you know, a fan of nature," said Reginald. "And yet, nature doesn't 'find ways' to do anything. Nature has no opinion, no agenda. Nature provides a playing field, a not particularly level one, on which we compete with all creatures great and small. It's more that nature's playing field is full of traps.
— Charlie Jane Anders, All the Birds in the Sky
Crowded places, I shunned them as noises too rude And fled to the silence of sweet solitude. Where the flower in green darkness buds, blossoms, and fades, Unseen of all shepherds and flower-loving maids— The hermit bees find them but once and away. There I'll bury alive and in silence decay.
— John Clare, Poems Chiefly from Manuscript
O lead me onward to the loneliest shade, The darkest place that quiet ever made, Where kingcups grow most beauteous to behold And shut up green and open into gold.
— John Clare, Poems Chiefly from Manuscript
Every tree is known by its fruits.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Design that mimics the sensual continuity of nature's subtle connections of color, light and texture invite the viewer's receptivity.
— Maggie Macnab, Design by Nature: Using Universal Forms and Principles in Design
Principles that drive equilibrium in nature's design also power human design.
— Maggie Macnab, Design by Nature: Using Universal Forms and Principles in Design
...life is extremely resilient but not infinitely so.
— Eizabeth Kolbert
Nature's design is fully economical. Human design follows this model when it minimizes information and maximizes understanding.
— Maggie Macnab, Design by Nature: Using Universal Forms and Principles in Design
The nature of everything is, fair and based on justice. We make that unfair and unjust.
— Ehsan Sehgal
Despite its dark veins, the transparency of dragonfly’s wings assures me of a pure, innocent world
— Munia Khan
We are like travelers using the cinders of a volcano to roast their eggs.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Explore the deep ocean.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
People to be stronger they must have taste from everywhere the stuff, what's the feeling your father to suicide, what's the feeling to see people to die from real nature or from disease(s). That's real life!
— Deyth Banger
When we look at nature, we receive a sort of permission to be alive in this world, and our entire bodies get recharged. However often we're ignored and pushed away by other people, nature will always give us a good big hug, here inside our hearts.
— Naoki Higashida, The Reason I Jump: The Inner Voice of a Thirteen-Year-Old Boy with Autism
To find and enjoy profound happiness, learn from nature and emulate her stoic calmness.
— Debasish Mridha
A butterfly has landed on a patch of milk parsley. Wings held vertically so it’s not going anywhere - for the time being. Once he would have leant across and seized it. Now he’ll let it fly.
— Lucille Turner
Culture is a symbolic veil with which we hide our animal nature from ourselves … and other animals.
— Mokokoma Mokhonoana
You are brighter than the sunlight and bolder than a rainbow. You are the reason spring was created in the first place.
— Toni Sorenson
We travel only as far and as high as our hearts will take us.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
The sky's gone blue: azure, the ocean bluer: cerulean, the trees are swirls of every hella freaking green on earth and bright thick eggy yellow is spilling over everything.
— Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun
Don’t even try to count all the colors of spring. God’s pallet keeps generating new hues.
— Toni Sorenson
It doesn't matter how green a blade of grass is expected to be, when it's already smashed beneath the feet.
— Munia Khan
Over the drop, a luminous pond lay below them like a pale magic lantern. It was as if the moon had plummeted into the water and smashed open. Engulfed in darkness, with only a scatter of stars above, the place felt like a bright secret – something ancient and precious.
— Sara Sheridan, On Starlit Seas
Maria didn’t fear the sea but, as taught by her father, she respected its power. In her experience the ocean had no intent to drown travellers.
— Sara Sheridan, On Starlit Seas
It could be my eyes, but my eyes have more sparks than those coffees.
— Dishika Zaman Tasnim
Sunshine and water—the perfect recipe for happiness.
— Toni Sorenson
Spring is the only season that flutters in on gentle wings and builds nests in our hearts.
— Toni Sorenson
Spring is painted in daffodil yellows, robin egg blues, new grass green and the brightness of hope for a better life.
— Toni Sorenson
The Dragonfly CharmEmbrace The Magic of Nature & Life Will Be Filled with Good Fortune
— Viola Shipman, The Charm Bracelet
It seems to me that the earth may be borrowed but not bought. It may be used, but not owned. ... We are tenants and not possessors, lovers and not masters.
— Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
The success of my journey depended on whether my heart walked forward—toward my people—instead of backward, away from them.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
A flock of small birds took off from the wall of the fort. They moved like a length of dark silk caught by the breeze as they headed out to sea. Behind them, the sky was the colour of forget-me-nots. The sun blazed.
— Sara Sheridan, On Starlit Seas
Engineering -nature is engineering, so is culture, science is right behind, only chaos is not an engineer- and, along with it, the furious need to reproduce.
— Elena Ferrante
Wildlife is and should be useless in the same way art, music, poetry and even sports are useless. They are useless in the sense that they do nothing more than raise our spirits, make us laugh or cry, frighten, disturb and delight us. They connect us not just to what’s weird, different, other, but to a world where we humans do not matter nearly as much as we like to think.And that should be enough.
— Richard Conniff
Spring gives hope that God believes in second chances.
— Toni Sorenson
If a tiny bud dares unfold to a wakening new world, if a narrow blade of grass dares to poke its head up from an unlit earth, then surely I can rise and stretch my winter weary bones, surely I can set my face to the spring sun. Surely, I too can be reborn.
— Toni Sorenson
Mother Earth reintroduced me to my people.
— Anasazi Foundation
I have learned that the point of life's walk is not where or how far I move my feet but how I am moved in my heart. If I walk far but am angry toward others as I journey, I walk nowhere. If I conquer mountains but hold grudges against others as I climb, I conquer nothing. If I see much but regard others as enemies, I see no one.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
As I discover, everyday is an adventure...so do what ever the Spirit tells you..don't do things out of drudgery or obligation...each day will unfold as it should...stay restful and try not to be in a hurry...there are things that can wait, and things we don't really need at all...don't be a slave to the everyday routine...we've all been programmed to do things, "just so"..try to shed the programming...you will be surprised how some things that hassle our minds aren't really important at all. And most of all, go out and heal with nature
— Angie karan
The most beautiful thing in the world is a heart that is changing.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
No man is as wise as Mother Earth. She has witnessed every human day, every human struggle, every human pain, and every human joy. For maladies of both body and spirit, the wise ones of old pointed man to the hills. For man too is of the dust and Mother Earth stands ready to nurture and heal her children.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
If you listen closely you will hear the spirits sigha lesson lost on humans
—  an enchanting lullaby:Mercy lies in nature’s hands and bound to it we grow.Of the earth we came to be and of the earth we’ll go.
Life is a walking, a journey. So, if life upon Mother Earth is a journey, there are two ways to walk. We can choose to walk forward or we can choose to walk backward. Forward Walking choices are rewarded with consequences that light the way to peace, happiness, joy, comfort, knowledge, and wisdom. Backward Walking choices bring to the Two-Legged beings consequences of misery despair, and darkness.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
Man's obsession with his own wants is taking him further from those without whom happiness cannot be found. It is taking him from his people.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
Mother Earth has never been more crowded, yet her inhabitants have never been more lonely.
— Anasazi Foundation
Don't believe the dark whisperings that invite you to walk backward. At any time in your life, you have the power to turn forward.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
...Where we, even where we mean To mend her we end her, When we hew or delve:After-comers cannot guess the beauty been. Ten or twelve, only ten or twelve Strokes of havoc únselve The sweet especial scene, Rural scene, a rural scene, Sweet especial rural scene.
— Gerard Manley Hopkins, The Poems of Gerard Manley Hopkins
There is much to be learned from the world around us—far more than we normally comprehend. The Ancient Ones knew this well—most particularly the wise teachers among them—those who, in the Navajo tongue, were called "Anasazi.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
Mysteriously, almost unaccountably, my family had ended up in the trees, sort of like the Swiss Family Robinson.
— Richard   Preston
Would it surprise you to hear that man's unhappiness is due in large measure to the way he is seeking after happiness? You know this already from your own life. For when you have been unhappy, you have been unhappy with others—with your father or mother, your sister or brother, your spouse, your son, your daughter. If unhappiness is with others, wouldn't it stand to reason that happiness must be with others as well?
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
We have found that no modern prescriptions heal the human heart so fully or so well as the prescription of the Ancient Ones. "To the hills," they would say. To which we would add, "To the trees, the valleys, and the streams, as well." For there is a power in nature that man has ignored. And the result has been heartache and pain.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
Nature is to be observed
—  not directed.
Would it surprise you to hear that man's unhappiness is due in large measure to the way he is seeking after happiness?
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
At the end of our lives, when our bodies are about to be laid in Mother Earth, we will know for ourselves whether we are a Two-Legged being full of light or a Two-Legged being full of darkness.
— Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
To appear in heaven, let yourself disappear amongst the beauties of nature!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
But the purpose and nature are never clearly revealed. Human behaviour is a series of lunges, of which, it is sometimes sensed, the direction is inevitable.
— Patrick White, Voss
Voss could always, if necessary, fail to understand. But wounds will wince, especially in the salt air. He was smiling and screwing up his eyes at the great theatre of light and water. Some pitied him. Some despised him for his funny appearance of a foreigner. None, he realized with a tremor of anger, was conscious of his strength. Mediocre, animal men never do guess at the power of rock or fire, until the last moment before those elements reduce them to - nothing. This, the palest, the most transparent of words, yet comes closest to being complete.
— Patrick White, Voss
Many a times, doctors, the worshipers of science, are helpless. They know a few technical things and perform their duty diligently. But they wait for nature to take its course as well.
— Anuradha Bhattacharyya, One Word
...O if we but knew what to do When we delve or hew— Hack and rack the growing green! Since country is so tender To touch, her being só slender,
— Gerard Manley Hopkins, The Poems of Gerard Manley Hopkins
Sometimes ignorance is a bliss. If you reach enlightenment (in one way or another), you may see the reality of human nature. You may like it, or you may reject it. But certainly you won't regret it. Rise again!
— MD. Muhtashimur Rahman
The nearest thing we have to a defence against [the gods] (but there is no real defence) is to be very wide awake and sober and hard at work, to hear no music, never to look at earth or sky, and (above all) to love no one.
— C.S. Lewis
You’re throwing stonesacross my waterbut my inner sea stay calm,whatever happens.The peaceful sound of the moving watermakes everything fade . . .and if waves will growit will be just to wash everything away.A clean surface will rise, sand returns white.My heart is see-throughwith brand new intentions.I'm floating with no reason, and I'm so fucking good baby.And he softly whispered: Too many tides will destroy your beautybut it's not your fault, it's the moon to blame.
— Fernweher
I ‘am shaggy as rivers, forests and mountains My eyes see the universe natural and super My mind is of many cuts Non-identical I have fought demons Half-horse, half alligator I ‘am victorious, I bled
— John E. Wordslinger
Humans could never accept the world as it was and live in it. They were always breaking it and living amongst the shattered pieces.
— Robin Hobb, Blood of Dragons
I believe in a higher consciousness. I also believe that nature is supremely conscious. A tree is more conscious than we are.
— Debasish Mridha
Sometimes it seems to me that man is come where he is not wanted, where there is no place for him; for if not, why should he want all the place? Why should he run about here and there making a great noise about himself, talking about the stars, disturbing the blades of grass?
— Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim
A hoverfly is held in a sunbeam, an insect in amber.
— Rob Cowen, Common Ground
Wild GeeseYou do not have to be good.You do not have to walk on your kneesfor a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.Meanwhile the world goes on.Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rainare moving across the landscapes,over the prairies and the deep trees,the mountains and the rivers.Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,are heading home again.Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,the world offers itself to your imagination,calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting –over and over announcing your placein the family of things.
— Mary Oliver
Nature itself, is the best medicine prescription, for our whole being.
— Angie karan
Cloud is cloud.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Why do we decorate the world with the ugliness of war when nature is so beautiful and kind?
— Debasish Mridha
Nature is nature.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Tree is tree.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Wind is wind.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
River is river.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Rain is rain.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Nature responds to your respect and gratitude by creating a magical energy of blessings in return.
— Eileen Anglin
In the summers we swam in the river and caught minnows with jam pots; on Sunday evenings my father fished in it, bringing home each time a bag of trout. In winter salmon came up to this quiet backwater to spawn and, of course, there was a certain amount of poaching, to which my father objected strongly. Once, when a generous neighbour gave us a present of a poached salmon, he lined us all up around the kitchen table and proceeded to open up the fish. As the eggs poured out he explained about the huge loss of fish life due to the poaching of this one salmon. In my father's world nature possessed a balance and man had no right to upset that balance to satisfy his own greed; killing this fish was going against the laws of nature.
— Alice Taylor, To School Through The Fields
Mountain is mountain.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Forest is forest.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
A hare's movement seems plagued by the flicks and judders of restrained energy, as if carrying an ache that can only be relieved by running. The rest of the time it's as though they're absorbing the earth's energy, tapped into a ley line, shivering with pent-up static
— Rob Cowen, Common Ground
Time spent in one place deepens this interaction, creating a melding and meshing that can feel a bit like love. In the drowsy light of the coming evening I not only see where I've walked before, but who I was when I walked there. What I was feeling; what I was thinking. And isn't this how we navigate this sphere? Creating fusions of human and place, attaching meaning and emotions, drawing cognitive maps that make scenes of the realm beyond our comprehension? Our connection to the world is always two things at once: instinctive and augmented.
— Rob Cowen, Common Ground
We can always be humanMeeting each day a wise new manBut the Animal Kingdom to which we belongAnimals we are
—  this truth can’t be wrong.
When the first fine spring days come, and the earth awakes and assumes its garment of verdure, when the perfumed warmth of the air blows on our faces and fills our lungs, and even appears to penetrate to our heart, we feel vague longings for undefined happiness, a wish to run, to walk at random, to inhale the spring.
— Guy de Maupassant, The Complete Short Stories of Guy de Maupassant, Part One
For better or worse, honeybees are often much too busy to be bothered with personal reflection.
— Susan Brackney, Plan Bee: Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About the Hardest-Working Creatures on the Planet
with each measured step,we knowthis earth is only as solidas we are.
— Sheniz Janmohamed, Firesmoke
We stand somewhere between the mountain and the ant.
— Onondiga
The earth grieves, and I grieve, and I am weary of the fight
— Sherryl Jordan, Winter of Fire
What is man if the signs that predate him have such power? A human race has to invent sacrifices equal to the natural cataclysmic order that surrounds it.
— Jean Baudrillard
You know what an illusion is? On this planet, one small cloud has the ability to block the entire sun.
— J.R. Rim
Life without love is like a bird without feathers. Life without love is like a butterfly without wings it's the saddest of things."In this life I can live without many things love is not on that list
— Charles W. Warner, The Heartbeat of God: The Fiery Flame of Love
If naturalists go to heaven (about which there is considerable ecclesiastical doubt), I hope that I will be furnished with a troop of kakapo to amuse me in the evening instead of television.
— Gerald Durrell
Disobey God and you are forgiven. Disobey Nature and you get disease.
— Nancy S. Mure, EAT! Empower, Adjust, Triumph!: Lose Ridiculous Weight, Succeed On Any Diet Plan, Bust Through Any Plateau in 3 Empowering Steps!
If Nature brought you to it. Nature will get you through it.
— Nancy S. Mure, EAT! Empower, Adjust, Triumph!: Lose Ridiculous Weight, Succeed On Any Diet Plan, Bust Through Any Plateau in 3 Empowering Steps!
No matter where one looked, the sky had a clean-washed appearance. There was not a trace of a cloud to be seen anywhere in its vast expanse. It was one of those days that made one want to open doors and gates to release the last traces of winter, to watch them disappear like thin wisps of smoke into the farthest reaches of the sky.
— Der Nister, The Family Mashber
Winkler's breath plumed up onto his glasses. The entire valley was enveloped in a huge, illuminated stillness. Above him the clouds had pulled away and the sky burned with stars. The meadow smoldered with light, and the spruce had become illuminated kingdoms, snow sifting from branch to branch. He thought: This has been here every winter all my life.
— Anthony Doerr, About Grace
We see only half , yet speak like we know the other .
— Beven pearlju
I ran then, following the power, ran with joy and a wild, winging certainty, right into the hearth of everything I loved.And there was no earth, no cold, no dust, nor stones nor water rushing past; but only this joy, this singing, awesome flight straight into the soul of God.Into fire.
— Sherryl Jordan, Winter of Fire
Nature is increasingly the thematic focus of industrial heritage.
— Carolyn Kitch
Mother Nature is relentless and forward. When we do not live according to her laws she rewards us with disease.
— Nancy S. Mure, EAT! Empower, Adjust, Triumph!: Lose Ridiculous Weight, Succeed On Any Diet Plan, Bust Through Any Plateau in 3 Empowering Steps!
Despite the violence and war, this world is the most peaceful place with the most beautiful nature in the universe.
— Debasish Mridha
The deep observation of nature can transform your consciousness into a higher consciousness that will awaken your true being.
— Debasish Mridha
A writer walks in nature to wonder.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Imagine a forty-five-year-old male fifty feet long, a slim, shiny black animal cutting the surface of green ocean water at twenty knots. At fifty tons it is the largest carnivore on earth. Imagine a four-hundred-pound heart the size of a chest of drawers driving five gallons of blood at a stroke through its aorta; a meal of forty salmon moving slowly down twelve-hundred feet of intestine…the sperm whale’s brain is larger than the brain of any other creature that ever lived…With skin as sensitive as the inside of your wrist.
— Barry López, Crossing Open Ground
Beholdthe azure sea in front of you,the turquoise sky above you,the amber mountain beneath your feet,and the golden daisy in your hands.How are you not the richest person on earth?
— Khang Kijarro Nguyen
The truth is, there is good and bad in everybody, in every nation, in every race, and in every religion. To hear someone say that all the people that belong to a certain country, race, or religion are bad — is extremely untruthful and makes the person making the statement lose credibility right away. We are all flawed and even nature is flawed. Nobody is perfect, and no country, race or religion is perfect. Duality and polarity are imprinted in everything in nature — in all humans, and even within ourselves. For example, there are those who are ignorant, and those who are wise.
— Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem