This sunlight linked me through the ages to that past consciousness.
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.
Miracles do not, in fact, break the laws of nature.
I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of Goldenrod.
Nature is trying very hard to make us succeed, but nature does not depend on us. We are not the only experiment.
All the universe is full of the lives of perfect creatures.
What nature delivers to us is never stale. Because what nature creates has eternity in it.
We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.
Pity the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.
Ocean: A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man – who has no gills.
Nature is wont to hide herself.
There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.
Moonlight is sculpture.
Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.
Nature is a petrified magic city.
Human judges can show mercy. But against the laws of nature, there is no appeal.
Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.
In nature there are few sharp lines.
I am two with nature.
Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them.
The man who interprets Nature is always held in great honor.
Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams.
For every person who has ever lived there has come, at last, a spring he will never see. Glory then in the springs that are yours.
The Universe is one great kindergarten for man. Everything that exists has brought with it its own peculiar lesson.
Understanding the laws of nature does not mean that we are immune to their operations.
