Best 6303 quotes in «nature quotes» category

More and more, paddling the Yellowstone feels like that bedside visit, like we are attending to a friend in dire straits, a friend whom we have seen in the full bloom of health, but with whom, now, there is little to say and only our companionship to offer.

More Nature, Less Stress

More often than not, the wolves showed themselves in other ways—a track etched in the mud, a few scats here and there, the well-chewed, moss-covered bones of a Sitka blacktailed deer, and, most frequently and possibly most grand of all, a late-evening chorus of howls heard from the deck of our boat at a lonely anchorage. The sound echoed softly off the high granite walls of some slope or side hill, somewhere where the wolves hunted in the vast sea of verdant rain forest.

Most ecofeminists reject dichotomies and hierarchies as alien to the natural world – nature is interconnections.

Most creatures run when they sense danger. People grab a six-pack and a folding chair.

Morning is sweet and always like a beautiful women, evening always shines like a man.

MORNINGTIDE The wonderful works of morningtide bring the sight of luminous whiteness, a breathing whimsy among wind-tossed sprigs of green.

Morrie.. had developed his own culture - long before he got sick. He read books to find new ideas for his classes, visited with colleagues, kept up with old students, wrote letters to distant friends. He took more time eating and looking at nature.. He had created a cocoon of human activities - conversation, interaction, affection - and it filled his life like an overflowing soup bowl.

Most of us believe that eating meat is natural because humans have hunted and consumed animals for millennia. And it is true that we have been eating meat as part of an omnivorous diet for at least two million years (though for the majority of this time our diet was still primarily vegetarian). But to be fair, we must acknowledge that infanticide, murder, rape, and cannibalism are at least as old as meat eating, and are therefore arguably as 'natural'--and yet we don't invoke the history of these acts as justification for them. As with other acts of violence, when it comes to eating meat, we must differentiate between natural and justifiable.

Most of those who have written about the Affects, and men’s way of living, seem to treat, not of natural things, which follow the common laws of nature, but of things that are outside nature. Indeed they seem to conceive man in nature as a dominion within a dominion. For they believe that man disturbs, rather than follows, the order of nature, that he has absolute power over his actions, and that he is determined only by himself.

Most of the time things against nature are scarier than the scariest things of nature

Most people are on the world, not in it — have no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them — undiffused, separate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but separate.

Most of what is now “bitter” for our old nature is going to be useful for our nature

Most of what she knew, she'd learned from the wild. Nature had nurtured, tutored, and protected her when no one else would.

Most people would be full of questions,” said the youth. “It’s the nature of innocence to question, the nature of duty to accept.” “And it’s the nature of age to be too sure of itself.

Mother Earth has never been more crowded, yet her inhabitants have never been more lonely.

Most sentimental ideas imply, at bottom, a deep if unacknowledged disrespect.

Mother Earth reintroduced me to my people.

Mother Earth taught me that my anger toward nature was unfounded. And she therefore invited me to open my heart to this possibility: so too may be my anger toward man.

Mother Earth, one of my absolute favorite places......where the sounds, the energy, the beauty and the Life pounds into your every fiber of being, letting you Know that you are alive. I will always respect and honor this gift of creation that we call our home.

Mother Nature offers her nurturing essence to us all freely with no expectation of reciprocation.

Mountain’s realization comes through the details of the breath, mountain appears in each step. Mountain then lives inside our bones, inside our heart-drum. It stands like a huge mother in the atmosphere of our minds. Mountain draws ancestors together in the form of clouds. Heaven, Earth and human meet in the raining of the past. Heaven, Earth and human meet in the winds of the future. Mountain mother is a birth gate that joins the above and below, she is a prayer house, she is a mountain. Mountain is a mountain.

Mother Nature is capable of the most beautiful things and the most destructive forces.

Mother Nature is relentless and forward. When we do not live according to her laws she rewards us with disease.

Mountains are giant, restful, absorbent. You can heave your spirit into a mountain and the mountain will keep it, folded, and not throw it back as some creeks will. The creeks are the world with all its stimulus and beauty; I live there. But the mountains are home.

Mungu alimuumba mwanadamu ili aitawale dunia. Shetani tayari alikuwepo wakati Adamu anaumbwa. Adamu na Hawa walipokula tunda la mti wa katikati, walikufa kiroho – Yaani, walipoteza sura na asili ya Mungu – Shetani akawashinda kuanzia kipindi hicho na kuendelea. Tulizaliwa katika dhambi. Kila mtu anayezaliwa anazaliwa katika dhambi. Njia pekee ya kuikomboa sura na asili ya Mungu ni kumpokea Yesu (Kristo) kama Bwana na Mwokozi wa maisha yako.

Music is the language of love, nature, and eternity.

MUSIC OF THE UNIVERSE Without the orchestra of the universe, There would be no ether. And without its instrumentation By the ether, There would be no waves. And without any waves, There would be no sound. And without sound, There would be no music. And without music, There would be no life. And without a life force, There would be no matter. But it does not matter - Because what is matter, If there is no light?

My best room, however, my withdrawing room, always ready for company, on whose carpet the sun rarely fell, was the pine wood behind my house. Thither in summer days, when distinguished guests came, I took them, and a priceless domestic swept the floor and dusted the furniture and kept the things in order.

Mwanamume hataweza kumwelewa mwanamke na mwanamke hataweza kumwelewa mwanamume. Kwa sababu asili zetu ni tofauti.

My advice for those of you who felt being marginalised, undervalued and taken for granted; guess what? That is the Arena where God creates Leaders.

My artificial creations will be better than nature's natural creations.

…my belief is that even if death is the same for everybody, life is not. Death belongs to nature. But our lives are our own. Each person chooses what to do with life, how to spend his or her time on this Earth – who to be.

Mwanamume kutokana na asili yake atampenda mwanamke hata kama hataonyesha hisia zake kwake. Ukiwaweka pamoja, mwanamume na mwanamke, mwanamume hatafikiri sawasawa.

My breathe would catch at the sight of violets-so common in the woods at home, so surprising in the mountains. The violet's message was "Keep up your courage, stay true to what you believe in." p264

My body was a buzzing antenna into which radio waves flooded from the entire cosmos. I was the living switchboard of the universe. My skull was a magnetized globe.

My dear, dear aunt,' she rapturously cried, what delight! what felicity! You give me fresh life and vigour. Adieu to disappointment and spleen. What are men to rocks and mountains? Oh! what hours of transport we shall spend! And when we do return, it shall not be like other travellers, without being able to give one accurate idea of any thing. We will know where we have gone -- we will recollect what we have seen. Lakes, mountains, and rivers shall not be jumbled together in our imaginations; nor, when we attempt to describe any particular scene, will we begin quarrelling about its relative situation. Let our first effusions be less insupportable than those of the generality of travellers.

My dear Prue, we are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we children of an indifferent universe. We break our own hearts imposing our moral order on what is, by nature, a wide web of chaos. It is a hopeless task.

My ears filled with sounds Of the paddling of canoes My feet filled with the dampness Of the early morning dew My eyes filled with the road ahead And all that comes into view My minds filled with thoughts That remind me of you

My everlasting Summer fills heart with laughter like a blooming flower... Her diverse sounds is nature's symphony, sprinkle delight, with comfort of ocean breeze which needs no attest.. The unique every moment of soul's revival and its sun to shine...

my eyes were in my feet

My foot slips on a narrow ledge; in that split second, as needles of fear pierce heart and temples, eternity intersects with present time. Thought and action are not different, and stone, air, ice, sun, fear, and self are one. What is exhilarating is to extend this acute awareness into ordinary moments, in the moment-by-moment experiencing of the lammergeier and the wolf, which, finding themselves at the center of things, have no need for any secret of true being. In this very breath that we take now lies the secret that all great teachers try to tell us…the present moment. The purpose of mediation practice is not enlightenment’ it is to pay attention even at unextraordinary times, to be of the present, nothing-but-the-present, to bear this mindfulness of now into each event of ordinary life.

My feet, bare, lightly graced your face. My soul ascended to the sky, magnificent, as that of two thousand thrushes. Grounded I am by your white light. My dear Mother Earth, forgive me for intruding." - Susan Marie

My faith gives me the ability to say, whatever is next, I'm ready. If it is Hillary or Trump I am ready because they might sit on the desk but they do not sit on the throne.

[My father] had a name for the bottom of the sky--'the hem of heaven.

[My grandmother Mamie] used to say, 'Marion, if you don't feel right, if you don't feel good, just go outside. Take care of your flower bed and forget about everything else. If it's wintertime, go dig yourself a path in the snow whether you need it or not. You don't have to think too much to plant anything or scoop snow, and your mind can go back and figure out what's wrong.' I still take her advice to this day. (From Marion "Strong Medicine" Gould)

...my heart is a desolate field over which geese vee, the sky turns and the days lie fallow...

My house completed, and tried and not found wanting by a first Cape Cod year, I went there to spend a fortnight in September. The fortnight ending, I lingered on, and as the year lengthened into autumn, the beauty and mystery of this earth and outer sea so possessed and held me that I could not go. The world to-day is sick to its thin blood for lack of elemental things, for fire before the hands, for water welling from the earth, for air, for the dear earth itself underfoot. In my world of beach and dunes these elemental presences lived and had their being, and under their arch there moved an incomparable pageant of nature and the year.

My love, you are driving the entire world mad. The nightingales are committing suicide one by one out of jealousy of your voice. The roses took one glance at your beauty and folded themselves from shame. The trees now only whisper your name and the sky hasn’t stopped crying since you looked up. Have pity on us, my love. We have already broken all the mirrors and glass out of fear that you will forget us and fall in love with yourself once you see what we all cannot stop seeing.

Mysteriously, almost unaccountably, my family had ended up in the trees, sort of like the Swiss Family Robinson.