Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains.
Spring is nature’s way of saying, ‘Let’s party!’
Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
Human life is as evanescent as the morning dew or a flash of lightning.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.
Nature, to be commanded, must be obeyed.
Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.
I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.
We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
The ground we walk on, the plants and creatures, the clouds above constantly dissolving into new formations – each gift of nature possessing its own radiant energy, bound together by cosmic harmony.
Winter is not a season, it’s an occupation.
If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe.
The trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit.
Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.
I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.
The view of Earth is spectacular.
I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.
My boy, one small breeze doesn’t make a wind storm.
What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn’t have any doubt – it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn’t want to go anywhere else.
For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.
