A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
Walt Whitman
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.
Hal Borland
Adapt or perish, now as ever, is nature's inexorable imperative.
H. G. Wells
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
Russell Baker
All my life I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower wherever the flower would grow in thought and mind.
Abraham Lincoln
All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.
Thomas Browne
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
e. e. cummings
I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.
Alice Walker
I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree.
Joyce Kilmer
I'm very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.
Norman MacCaig
I've made an odd discovery. Every time I talk to a savant I feel quite sure that happiness is no longer a possibility. Yet when I talk with my gardener, I'm convinced of the opposite.
Bertrand Russell
If one way be better than another, that you may be sure is nature's way.
Aristotle
Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
That which is not good for the bee-hive cannot be good for the bees.
Marcus Aurelius
The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The bluebird carries the sky on his back.
Henry David Thoreau
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
Rabindranath Tagore
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
John Muir
The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
Jean Giraudoux
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