Quotes on Inspiring Nature

Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity.

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.

Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.

Forests are the lungs of our land.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

The mountains are calling and I must go.

How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!

The richness I achieve comes from nature, the source of my inspiration.

I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us aright.

Live in each season as it passes: breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit.

Until man duplicates a blade of grass, nature can laugh at his so-called scientific knowledge. Remedies from chemicals will never stand in favor compared with the products of nature, the living cell of the plant, the final result of the rays of the sun, the mother of all life.

We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect.

Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.

I must go to Nature disarmed of perspective and stretch myself like a large transparent canvas upon her in the hope that, my submission being perfect, the imprint of a beautiful and useful truth would be taken.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore.

I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.

There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story.

The good man is the friend of all living things.

I love not man the less, but Nature more.

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.