How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
A hen is only an egg’s way of making another egg.
It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.
Gray skies are just clouds passing over.
Mother Nature is the great equalizer. You can’t get away from it.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.
During all these years there existed within me a tendency to follow Nature in her walks.
What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
Nature holds the key to our aesthetic, intellectual, cognitive and even spiritual satisfaction.
In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous.
Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.
With every drop of water you drink, every breath you take, you’re connected to the sea. No matter where on Earth you live. Most of the oxygen in the atmosphere is generated by the sea.
The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.
The earth laughs in flowers.
Even in winter an isolated patch of snow has a special quality.
Nothing makes me so happy as to observe nature and to paint what I see.
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
The day, water, sun, moon, night – I do not have to purchase these things with money.
Land really is the best art.
Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn’t people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.
How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was.
The mountains are calling and I must go.
Nature is the art of God.
