You may drive out Nature with a pitchfork, yet she will always hurry back.
Showing posts with label Nature Quotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nature Quotes. Show all posts
You know why there are so many...
You know why there are so many whitefish in the Yellowstone River? Because the Fish and Game people have never done anything to help them.
You can't be suspicious of a t...
You can't be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet.
Yesterday is not ours to recov...
Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.
Write it on your heart that ev...
Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.
Who are we? We find that we li...
Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people.
Whether one is twenty, forty, ...
Whether one is twenty, forty, or sixty; whether one has succeeded, failed or just muddled along; whether yesterday was full of sun or storm, or one of those dull days with no weather at all, life begins each morning I
When the oak is felled the who...
When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with its fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.
When I would recreate myself, ...
When I would recreate myself, I seek the darkest wood, the thickest and most interminable, and to the citizen, most dismal swamp. I enter a swamp as a sacred place - a sanctum sanctorum. There is the strength, the marrow of Nature.
When I go into the garden with...
When I go into the garden with a spade, and dig a bed, I feel such an exhilaration and health that I discover that I have been defrauding myself all this time in letting others do for me what I should have done with my own hands.
When I first open my eyes upon...
When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive.
When a man wantonly destroys a...
When a man wantonly destroys a work of man we call him a vandal; when a man destroys one of the works of God, we call him a sportsman.
What would the world be, once ...
What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet, Long live the weeds and the wildness yet
What mighty battles have I see...
What mighty battles have I seen and heard waged between the trees and the west wind - an Iliad fought in the fields of air.
What makes the desert beautifu...
What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.
What is this life if, full of ...
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare?
What is a weed? A plant whose ...
What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.
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