April 30, 2011
What would the world be, once bereft of wet and wildness?
Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.
— Gerard Manley Hopkins
April 29, 2011
Nature never hurries: atom by atom, little by little, she achieves her work. The lesson one learns from yachting or planting is the manners of Nature; patience with the delays of wind and sun, delays of the seasons, bad weather, excess or lack of water.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
April 28, 2011
When I go out into the countryside and see the sun and the green and everything flowering, I say to myself, “Yes, indeed, all that belongs to me.”
— Henri Rousseau
April 27, 2011
In every out thrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is a story of the earth.
— Rachel Carson
April 26, 2011
Who knows the flower best? – the one who reads about it in a book, or the one who finds it wild on the mountainside?
— Alexandra David-Neel
April 25, 2011
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.
— John Muir
April 24, 2011
Pluck not the wayside flower; It is the traveler’s dower.
— William Allingham
April 23, 2011
The Amen! of Nature is always a flower.
— Oliver Wendell Holmes
April 22, 2011 — Earth Day!
Every day is Earth Day.
— Author unknown
April 21, 2011
The love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyond reach; it is also an expression of loyalty to the earth. . . . the only home we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need — it only we had the eyes to see.
— Edward Abbey
April 20, 2011
There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.
— John Muir
April 19, 2011
How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is sacred to my people.
— Chief Seattle
April 18, 2011
The wind, a sightless labourer, whistles at his task.
— William Wordsworth
April 17, 2011
April is the cruellest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
— T.S. Eliot
April 16, 2011
Man, despite his artistic pretensions, his sophistication, and his many accomplishments, owes his existence to a six-inch layer of topsoil and the fact that it rains.
— Author unknown
April 15, 2011
Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, then names the streets after them.
— Bill Vaughan
April 14, 2011
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.
— Rachel Carson
April 13, 2011
The ultimate test of man’s conscience may be his willingness to sacrifice something today for future generations whose words of thanks will not be heard.
— Gaylord Nelson (co-founder of Earth Day)
April 12, 2011
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You’re one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
a cloud come over the sunlit arch,
And wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you’re two months back in the middle of March.
— Robert Frost
April 11, 2011
Again the blackbird sings;
the streams Wake, laughing,
from their winter dreams,
And tremble in the April showers
The tassels of the maple flowers.
— John Greenleaf Whittier
April 10, 2011
Learn to see, and then you’ll know that there is no end to the new worlds of our vision.
— Carlos Castaneda
April 9, 2011
April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
— William Shakespeare
April 8, 2011
What you see depends on what you’re looking for.
— Source unknown
April 7, 2011
An understanding of the natural world and what’s in it is a source of not only great curiosity but great fulfillment.
— David Attenborough
April 6, 2011
The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn,
And violets bathe in the wet o’ the morn.
— Robert Burns
April 5, 2011
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
— William Shakespeare
April 4, 2011
Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds the sun is shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
April 3, 2011
Every spring is the only spring — a perpetual astonishment.
— Ellis Peters
April 2, 2011
In every walk with nature, one receives far more than he seeks.
— John Muir
April 1, 2011
April is a promise that May is bound to keep.
— Hal Borland
March 31, 2011
Happiness does not come from wanting to be somewhere else. Happiness comes from finding beauty and a stimulation or interest in the everyday surroundings in which you find yourself.
— Gavin Pretor-Pinney
March 30, 2011
Keep your sense of proportion by regularly, preferably daily, visiting the natural world.
— Catlin Matthews
March 29, 2011
Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.
— W. Earl Hall
March 28, 2011
The bluebird carries the sky on his back.
— Henry David Thoreau
March 27, 2011
The whole of nature is a conjugation of the verb to eat, in the active and passive.
— Dean William R. Inge
March 26, 2011
We cannot think too highly of nature, nor too humbly of ourselves.
— Charles Caleb Colton
March 25, 2011
Man is a complex being; he makes the deserts bloom and lakes die.
— Gil Stern
March 24, 2011
As soon as there is life, there is danger.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
March 23, 2011
Bad weather always looks worse through a window.
— Tom Lehrer
March 22, 2011
The perils of duck hunting are great — especially for the duck.
— Walter Cronkite
March 21, 2011
Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.
— Doug Larson
March 20, 2011 — It’s official! Spring arrives at 7:21 p.m.
The wild hawk stood with the down on his beak
And stared with his foot on the prey.
— Lord Alfred Tennyson
March 19, 2011
The exact sciences also start from the assumption that in the end it will always be possible to understand nature, even in every new field of experience, but that we may make no a priori assumptions about the meaning of the word understand.
— Werner Heisenberg
March 18, 2011
The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
The lark’s is a clarion call,
And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute,
But I love him best of all.
For his song is all of the joy of life,
And we in the mad, spring weather,
We two have listened till he sang
Our hearts and lips together.
— William Ernest Henley
March 17, 2011
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.
— Martin Luther
March 16, 2011
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.
— Zen proverb
March 15, 2011
With all things and in all things, we are relatives.
— Sioux saying
March 14, 2011
Nature is always hinting at us. It hints over and over again. And suddenly we take the hint.
— Robert Frost
March 13, 2011
We are made from Mother Earth and we go back to Mother Earth.
— Shenandoah saying
March 12, 2011 The day after unspeakable tragedy in Japan
Whoever saves one life saves the world. — The Talmud
March 11, 2011
He who plants a tree
Plants a hope.
— Lucy Larcom
March 10, 2011
We’re all downstream.
— Jim and Margaret Drescher
March 9, 2011
Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its perfection inhabit a single object.
— Henry Fuseli
March 8, 2011
The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place; from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web.
— Pablo Picasso
March 7, 2011
All was silent as before
All silent save the dripping rain.
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
March 6, 2011
Nature uses as little as possible of anything.
— Johannes Kepler
March 5, 2011
Our posterity will wonder about our ignorance of things so plain.
— Seneca
March 4, 2011
I wonder if the sap is stirring yet,
If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate,
If frozen snowdrops feel as yet the sun
And crocus fires are kindling one by one:
Sing robin, sing:
I still am sore in doubt concerning Spring.
— Christina Rossetti
March 3, 2011
March is an in between month, when wintry winds are high.
But milder days remind us all, Spring’s coming by and by.
— Author unknown
March 2, 2011
The Waters are Nature’s storehouse in which she locks up her wonders.
— Isaac Waltonn
March 1, 2011
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. — Hal Borland
February 28, 2011
True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow.
— Edward Hoagland
February 27, 2011
It is remarkable how closely the history of the apple tree is connected with that of man. — Henry David Thoreau
February 26, 2011
Go forth under the open sky, and list
To Nature’s teachings
— William Cullen Bryant
February 25, 2011
Winter tames man, woman, and beast.
— William Shakespeare
February 24, 2011
The old Lakota was wise. He knew that man’s heart away from nature becomes hard; he knew that lack of respect for growing, living things soon led to lack of respect for humans too.
— Chief Luther Standing Bear
February 23, 2011
In a way Winter is the real Spring — the time when inner things happen, the resurgence of nature.
— Edna O’Brien
February 22, 2011
We won’t have a society if we destroy the environment.
— Margaret Mead
February 21, 2011
A chain is no stronger than its weakest link, and life is after all a chain.
— William James
February 20, 2011
In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
Long ago.
— Christina Rossetti
February 19, 2011
During all these years there existed within me a tendency to follow Nature in her walks.
— John James Audubon
February 18, 2011
The swan, like the soul of the poet,
By the dull world is ill understood.
— Heinrich Heine
February 17, 2011
It is my intention for the Earth
That the air be clear,
That the water be pure,
That the ground be nurturing,
That all living things
Exist in harmony and balance.
May we and our descendants
walk in beauty all of our lives.
— Frank Saxton
February 16, 2011
When one has faith that the spring thaw will arrive, the winter winds seem to lose some of their punch.
— Robert L. Veninga
February 15, 2011
It is apparent that no lifetime is long enough in which to explore the resources of a few square yards of ground. — Alice M. Coats
February 14, 2011 Happy Valentine’s Day!
Even after all this time,
The sun never says to the earth,
“You owe me.”
Look what happens with
A love like that.
It lights the whole sky. — Hafiz of Persia
February 13, 2011
It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change. — Charles Darwin
February 12, 2011
Accuse not Nature, she has done her part; Do thou but thine! — John Milton
February 11, 2011
When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
February 10, 2011
Nature is not human-hearted. — Lao-Tzu
February 9, 2011
The first law of ecology is that everything is related to everything else. — Barry Commoner
February 8, 2011
There’s one good thing about snow. It makes your lawn look as nice as your neighbour’s. — Clyde Moore
February 7, 2011
Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white;
And reigns the winter’s pregnant silence still;
No sign of spring, save that the catkins fill,
And willow stems grow daily red and bright.
These are the days when ancients held a rite
Of expiation for the old year’s ill,
And prayer to purify the new year’s will.
— Helen Hunt Jackson.
February 6, 2011
I’m not an environmentalist. I’m an Earth warrior.
— Darryl Cherney
February 5, 2011
Between earth and earth’s atmosphere, the amount of water remains constant; there is never
a drop more, never a drop less.
This is a story of circular infinity, of a planet birthing itself.
— Linda Hogan
February 4, 2011
Water is the Hub of Life. Water is life’s mater and matrix, its mother and medium.
— Albert Szent-Gyorgyi
February 3, 2011
He who plants a tree
Plants a hope.
— Lucy Larcom
February 2, 2011 — Snowmaggedon?
There is nothing in the world more beautiful than the forest clothed to its very hollows in snow. It is the still ecstasy of nature, wherein every spray, every blade of grass, every spire of reed, every intricacy of twig, is clad with radiance.
— William Sharp
February 1, 2011
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. — Crowfoot
January 31, 2011
The birds are gone, The ground is white,
The winds are wild, They chill and bite;
The ground is thick with slush and sleet,
And I barely feel my feet.
— Author unknown
January 30, 2011
The earth we abuse and the living things we kill
will, in the end, take their revenge;
for in exploiting their presence we are diminishing our future.
— Marya Mannes
January 29, 2011
Water is the driver of Nature.
— Leonardo da Vinci
January 28, 2011
I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines. — Henry David Thoreau
January 27, 2011
Speak to the earth, and it shall teach thee. — Bible
January 26, 2011
Men argue, nature acts. — Voltaire
January 25, 2011
Don’t blow it — good planets are hard to find.
— Anonymous
January 24, 2011
The human spirit needs places where nature has not been rearranged by the hand of man. — Unknown
January 23, 2011
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books. — John Lubbock.
January 22, 2011
“It’s snowing still,” said Eeyore gloomily.
“So it is.”
“And freezing.”
“Is it?”
“Yes,” said Eeyore. “However,” he said, brightening up a little, “we haven’t had an earthquake lately.” — A.A. Milne
January 21, 2011
When snow falls, nature listens. — Antoinette van Kleeff
January 20, 2011
God is the experience of looking at a tree and saying, “Ah!” — Joseph Campbell
January 19, 2011
The more we are separated from nature, the unhappier we get. — Author unknown
January 18, 2011
A wise man can do no better than to turn from the churches and look up through the airy majesty of the wayside trees with exultation, with resignation, at the unconquerable unimplicated sun — Llewelyn Powys
January 17, 2011
The more we exploit nature, The more our options are reduced, until we have only one: to fight for survival. — Morris K. Udall
January 16, 2011
The poetry of the earth is never dead. — John Keats
January 15, 2011
Trying to save ecosystems has more to do with changing egosystems. — Don Rittner
January 14, 2011
Whatever befalls in accordance with Nature shall be accounted good. — Cicero
January 13, 2011
Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty. — John Ruskin
January 12, 2011
The snow had begun in the gloaming,
And busily all the night
Had been heaping field and highway
With a silence deep and white.
Every pine and fir and hemlock
Wore ermine too dear for an earl,
And the poorest twig on the elm-tree
Was ridged inch deep with pearl.
— James Russell Lowell
January 11, 2011
The birds are gone, The ground is white,
The winds are wild, They chill and bite;
The ground is thick with slush and sleet,
And I barely feel my feet.
— Author not recorded
January 10, 2011
I’m not an environmentalist. I’m an Earth warrior. — Darryl Cherney
January 9, 2011
Forgive us our trespasses, little creatures everywhere. — James Stephens
January 8, 2011
A lake is the landscape’s most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth’s eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature. — Henry David Thoreau
January 7, 2011
Only when the last tree has been cut down, Only when the last river has been poisoned, Only when the last fish has been caught, Only then will you find that money cannot be eaten. — Cree Indian Prophecy
January 6, 2011
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant. . . — Anne Bradstreet
January 5, 2011
The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way animals are treated. — Mahatma Gandhi
January 4, 2011
Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry. — Richard Feynman
January 3, 2011
All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I’ve been for a walk on a winter’s day — John and Michelle Phillips
January 2, 2011
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is
the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. — Crowfoot
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