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Nature Quotes


"It's raining.the kind of rain that comes down so heavy it sounds like the shower's running, even when you've turned it off. The kind of rain that makes you think of dams and flash floods, arks. The kind of rain that tells you to crawl back into bed, where the sheets haven't lost your body heat, to pretend that the clock is five minutes earlier than it really is.Ask any kid who's made it past fourth grade and they can tell you: water never stops moving. Rain falls, and runs down a mountain into a river. The river finds it way to the ocean. It evaporates, like a soul, into the clouds. And then, like everything else, it starts all over again."


"Roots never get the appreciation that a flower does, but that doesn't make them envious."



"And then he again uneasily saw, as he had latterly seen with more and more frequency, the scorn of Nature for man's finer emotions, and her lack of interest in his aspirations."



"Nature has made a pebble and a female. The lapidary makes the diamond, and the lover makes the woman."


"It is in the nature of the New Yorker to be as topical as possible, on a level that is often small in scale and playful in intention."


"The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity."


"Without the earth, where can humankind live?"


"When the spirit of nature touches us, our hearts turn into a butterfly!"


"Clear skies do not promise rain."


"Inside that tiny seed, lives the roots, branches, bark, trunk, leaves, twigs and apple fruit of that apple tree. You can't see, feel, hear, taste or smell any of that yet; nevertheless, it is all inside that seed. The moment the seed is in your hand- all of that is in your hand, too, from the root to the bark to the fruit! All you have to do is to push the seed into the soil. And what makes anyone plant any apple seed? It is the belief that in the seed, there is the tree. So, believe. To have a seed, is to have everything."


"The autumn twilight turned into deep and early night as they walked. Tristran could smell the distant winter on the air--a mixture of night-mist and crisp darkness and the tang of fallen leaves."


"I wonder at the starry pattern in the skyAre they little pieces of moon which want to fly..?"


"Winter gold: the sparrow's footprints in the snow."


"We speak of love when we destroy nature.It sounds like innocence of cruel arrogance."


"There was certainly plenty to watch and listen to. The tree which Digory had noticed was now a full-grown beech whose branches swayed gently above his head. They stood on cool, green grass, sprinkled with daisies and buttercups. A little way off, along the river bank, willows were growing. On the other side tangles of flowering currant, lilac, wild rose, and rhododendron closed them in."


"The majestic mountain is swimming in the eternal lake of beauty, love, and tranquility."


"Niagara Falls is a magnificent fall of dancing, singing, glowing, and flowing liquid love that exists to reconnect broken hearts."


"Thirst is a language even the grass understands."


"At that moment, the creature's back breached the waves, its body cutting through the water in a sinuous arch, rainbows sparking off the iridescent scales on its back. Rusalye."


"She had come into the garden expecting summer roses and had instead been caught in a bank of twisted, thorny, frostbitten vines."


"They sat on the outcropping of stone and at bread and fruit. Kasta watched the long grass moving around them. The wind pushed it, attacked it, struck it in one place than another. It rose and fell again. It flowed, like water."Is this what the sea is like?" Kasta asked, and they both turned to her, surprised. "Does the sea move the way this grass moves?""It's like the sea, she said.Giddon's eyes on her were incredulous."What? Is it such a strange thing to say?"It's a strange thing for you to say. He shook his head. He gathered their bread and fruit, then rose. "The Lienid fighter is filling your mind with romantic notions."


"Every snowflake is unique, yet they are each perfect."



"The world is better withoutthem.only the plants and the animals aretrue comrades.I drink to them and withthem."


"Butterflies better understand than you, the meaning of love and sacrifices one must make for their beloved."


"Look with open eyes and you will see the beauty of the waterfall."


"Wind is the sacred music of the leaves; wherever and whenever the wind blows, over there leaves start their holy dancing frantically!"


"Nature felt no change, and was ever young."


"The weather turned. Her skin seemed to grow a million extra pores, and all of them opened to take in the warmth and tenderness of the air. The sun on her face made her want to cry. Into all those millions of open pores came the sunshine, and other feelings as well. In and out. She was porous."


"In summer, a soothing warm breeze on a beach is the most soothing music for the soul."
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