The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

Autumn's the mellow time.

There is nothing is more musical than a sunset. He who feels what he sees will find no more beautiful example of development in all that book which, alas, musicians read but too little - the book of Nature.

The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.

Behind every cloud is another cloud.

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.

Human life is as evanescent as the morning dew or a flash of lightning.

Juvenile crime is not naturally born in the boy, but is largely due either to the spirit of adventure that is in him, to his own stupidity, or to his lack of discipline, according to the nature of the individual.

A beautiful lady is an accident of nature. A beautiful old lady is a work of art.

Nature doesn't need people - people need nature; nature would survive the extinction of the human being and go on just fine, but human culture, human beings, cannot survive without nature.

I'm a real nature lover, so whenever possible, I like to get to the beach or get to a forest or get somewhere there's fresh air. Apart from that, I'm a film addict and a DVD freak.

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.

Things don't just happen in this world of arising and passing away. We don't live in some kind of crazy, accidental universe. Things happen according to certain laws, laws of nature. Laws such as the law of karma, which teaches us that as a certain seed gets planted, so will that fruit be.

How inscrutable and incomprehensible are the hidden works of Nature!

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

I'm always astonished by a forest. It makes me realise that the fantasy of nature is much larger than my own fantasy. I still have things to learn.

The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a promenade in the morning, a sitting on the throne at noon, a pageant in the evening.

The ocean is a mighty harmonist.

Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.

The rainbow is a part of nature, and you have to be in the right place to see it. It's beautiful, all of the colors, even the colors you can't see. That really fit us as a people because we are all of the colors. Our sexuality is all of the colors. We are all the genders, races, and ages.

The true way to be humble is not to stoop until you are smaller than yourself, but to stand at your real height against some higher nature that will show you what the real smallness of your greatness is.

Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so that each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry.

Everybody makes mistakes, but when goalkeepers make them, it is costly. That's the nature of being a goalkeeper.

We could only solve our problems by cooperating with other countries. It would have been paradoxical not to cooperate. And therefore we needed to put an end to the Iron Curtain, to change the nature of international relations, to rid them of ideological confrontation, and particularly to end the arms race.

All human actions have one or more of these seven causes: chance, nature, compulsions, habit, reason, passion, desire.

I have an interest in understanding evil. Who is the bad guy - the vampire who kills people and sucks their blood, or the survivalists who kill people to save their own lives? Is evil merely a creation of people? Or is there an evil nature? Or is it in the eye of the beholder? I really like these questions.

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.

The sacred rights of mankind are not to be rummaged for among old parchments or musty records. They are written, as with a sunbeam, in the whole volume of human nature, by the hand of the divinity itself; and can never be erased.

Perhaps nature is our best assurance of immortality.

I'm very inspired by nature - you could say Mother Nature. I look at things around me and get all kinds of inspiration daily.

Human nature is evil, and goodness is caused by intentional activity.

Even in winter an isolated patch of snow has a special quality.

To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.

A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.

Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.

There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.

It is the nature of the strong heart, that like the palm tree it strives ever upwards when it is most burdened.

All the seven deadly sins are man's true nature. To be greedy. To be hateful. To have lust. Of course, you have to control them, but if you're made to feel guilty for being human, then you're going to be trapped in a never-ending sin-and-repent cycle that you can't escape from.

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.

The goal of life is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the universe, to match your nature with Nature.

The true nature of evil is that it is so very casual.

I don't like formal gardens. I like wild nature. It's just the wilderness instinct in me, I guess.

Migration is as natural as breathing, as eating, as sleeping. It is part of life, part of nature. So we have to find a way of establishing a proper kind of scenario for modern migration to exist. And when I say 'we,' I mean the world. We need to find ways of making that migration not forced.

There are no straight lines or sharp corners in nature. Therefore, buildings must have no straight lines or sharp corners.

Sunsets are so beautiful that they almost seem as if we were looking through the gates of Heaven.

The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him.

Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.

When all the world appears to be in a tumult, and nature itself is feeling the assault of climate change, the seasons retain their essential rhythm. Yes, fall gives us a premonition of winter, but then, winter, will be forced to relent, once again, to the new beginnings of soft greens, longer light, and the sweet air of spring.

The skull is nature's sculpture.

The sky lovingly smiles on the earth and her children.