Quotes about nature

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  1. It is easy to specify the individual objects of admiration in these grand scenes; but it is not possible to give an adequate idea of the higher feelings of wonder, astonishment, and devotion, which fill and elevate the mind.

    p. 29

  2. As buds give rise by growth to fresh buds, and these, if vigorous, branch out and overtop on all sides many a feebler branch, so by generation I believe it has been with the great Tree of Life, which fills with its dead and broken branches the crust of the earth, and covers the surface with its ever branching and beautiful ramifications.

    p. 130

  3. Shinto values nature and life. This is because Shinto originally arose from a sense of gratitude and awe toward great nature. Our ancestors loved nature, from animals and plants to mountains and rivers. This love of nature is intrinsic to the Japanese character, influencing our art forms as well as our spiritual practices, even in a modern, urbanized nation where millions of people have little apparent contact with nature. In this age when human beings are destroying mother earth in the pursuit of material progress, we should reclaim our love for nature and let it inform our daily lives and spiritual practices.

    p. 58

  4. On the morning of my thirty-fifth birthday, I woke up to an newspaper article entitled 'Mass extinction of species is happening in Ireland'. The article stated that a third of the species groups examined are threatened with extinction, predominantly due to , , and . A number of species are, in fact, '', and without urgent action being taken immediately, they will simply disappear entirely from this island. That morning, I spent so many hours researching what we have already lost — what we risk losing any day — that I nearly wept with the sadness of it all. Some of those creatures in most danger are the , the , the , the bumblebee, the , the and the .

    p. 42

  5. There was that power all round, that power and that goodness, which make us come, as it were, outside our bodily selves, to share them. Over and beside us breathes the joy of hope and promise; under foot are troubles past; in the distance bowering newness tempts us ever forward. We quicken with largesse of life, and spring with vivid mystery.

  6. The love of all things was upon me, and a softness to them all, and a sense of having something even such as they had.

  7. Oh there is blessing in this gentle breeze,

    A visitant that while it fans my cheek

    Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings

    From the green fields, and from yon azure sky.

    Whate'er its mission, the soft breeze can come

    To none more grateful than to me; escaped

    From the vast city, where I long had pined

    A discontented sojourner: now free,

    Free as a bird to settle where I will.

  8. For I would walk alone,

    Under the quiet stars, and at that time

    Have felt whate'er there is of power in sound

    To breathe an elevated mood, by form

    Or image unprofaned; and I would stand,

    If the night blackened with a coming storm,

    Beneath some rock, listening to notes that are

    The ghostly language of the ancient earth,

    Or make their dim abode in distant winds.

    Thence did I drink the visionary power;

    And deem not profitless those fleeting moods

    Of shadowy exultation: not for this,

    That they are kindred to our purer mind

    And intellectual life; but that the soul,

    Remembering how she felt, but what she felt

    Remembering not, retains an obscure sense

    Of possible sublimity, whereto

    With growing faculties she doth aspire,

    With faculties still growing, feeling still

    That whatsoever point they gain, they yet

    Have something to pursue.

  9. When things get too much for me, I put a wild-flower book and a couple of sandwiches in my pockets and go down to the South Shore of Staten Island and wander around awhile in one of the old cemeteries down there.

    p. 89

  10. Deep in the brush filth above the north pasture a rabbit gave the shrill death cry before the soft owl fell from the moon, and she thought: 'Deed, it's a hard world for little things.

    p. 227

  11. Insects buzzed about, still the best-designed pollinating system there was. Technology did a lot of things well, but evolution had it beat when it came to environmental systems.

    p. 276

  12. "...When we heal our land, we are healed also." (p193)