O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.
The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago… had they happened to be within the reach of predatory human hands.
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
Nature’s music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.
The sky lovingly smiles on the earth and her children.
There are no lines in nature, only areas of colour, one against another.
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
Even with all our technology and the inventions that make modern life so much easier than it once was, it takes just one big natural disaster to wipe all that away and remind us that, here on Earth, we’re still at the mercy of nature.
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.
Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.
On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.
Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue?
Light in Nature creates the movement of colors.
What we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our method of questioning.
Sunset is still my favorite color, and rainbow is second.
In nature there are neither rewards nor punishments; there are consequences.
Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time.
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.
