La Nature est un temple où de vivants piliers Laissent parfois sortir de confuses paroles; L’homme y passe à travers des forêts de symboles Qui l’observent avec des regards familiers.

At the time of Lewis and Clark, setting the prairies on fire was a well-known signal that meant, ‘Come down to the water.’ It was an extravagant gesture, but we can’t do less. If the...

I was still ringing. I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.

And yet surely to alchemy this right is due, that it may be compared to the husbandman whereof Aesop makes the fable, that when he died he told his sons that he had left unto...

I have many lovers.Where ever I look, I find them.There is no place devoid of them.They are everywhere:In the enchanting Cottonwood trees,The rivers, the rocky roads, the hills, the mystic trails,The snow capped mountains,The skies,...

The glitter in the sky looks as if I could scoop it all up in my hands and let the stars swirl and touch one another but they are so distant so very far apart...

We owe a huge debt to Galileo for emancipating us all from the stupid belief in an Earth-centered or man-centered (let alone God-centered) system. He quite literally taught us our place and allowed us to...

Over the plains of Ethiopia the sun rose as I had not seen it in seven years. A big, cool, empty sky flushed a little above a rim of dark mountains. The landscape 20,000 feet...

Water, water, water….There is no shortage of water in the desert but exactly the right amount , a perfect ratio of water to rock, water to sand, insuring that wide free open, generous spacing among...

In the front yard lives the oldest thing around, a white oakThat I used to say is my love for the world, That I now would just call love as it is.Belonging to nobody, no...

Sometimes I feel so entangled with the West Virginia seasons, it’s like I’m breathing through them.

I have received the favor of your letter of August 17th, and with it the volume you were so kind as to send me on the Literature of Negroes. Be assured that no person living...

Initially, our people didn’t fully understand the stringent nature of what we expect and what the state of Colorado requires. We are taking actions to correct the deficiencies found and bring ourselves into compliance.

Another day without no rain, is another day of sorrow.And if it doesn’t rain today, I hope it rains tomorrow.

Gazing around, looking up at the lofty pinnacles above, which seemed to pierce the sky, looking down upon the world,–it seemed the whole world, so limitless it stretched away at her feet,–feeling that infinite unspeakable...

On re-entering cultivated lands, the agitation, perplexity, and turmoil of civilization oppressed and suffocated us; the air seemed to fail us, and we felt every moment as if about to die of asphyxia.

And yet we couldn’t leave–it was if the rocks were holding us there. I mean, they were only rocks. But for some reason, those rocks made lonely feel good.

The setting sun threatened to consume me—it could have, you know. It would have been a beautiful death with an honorable eulogy: slain by a magnificent slice of piercing orange energy. I simply turned and...

When mountain-climbing is made too easy, the spiritual effect the mountain exercises vanishes into the air.

Wherever the Legionary’s hand and soul show up, a garden appears.

Everyone must believe in something. I believe I’ll go canoeing.

The recipe for great art has always been misery and a good bowel movement.

During the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries a practical knowledge of the construction of small lakes was part of the equipment of most countrymen. Many of the holes they dug and dams they built still hold...

There is another sky,Ever serene and fair,And there is another sunshine,Though it be darkness there;Never mind faded forests, Austin,Never mind silent fields -Here is a little forest,Whose leaf is ever green;Here is a brighter garden,Where...

Using my nipples as bait, I went fishing for compliments. I got a few bites, but nothing to write about in Field & Stream.

The world is not to be put in order. The world is order. It is for us to put ourselves in unison with this order.

Roy memang gemar kemping, kemana saja ia mau. Karena baginya tidak ada yang lebih menyenangkan selain berada di alam terbuka, menikmati keagungan Tuhan.

When man will return to nature, nature will return to him.

Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature’s monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with dizzying speed. The order which we find in nature, and which is only...

If I were in his(Prophet Muhammad) presence, I would wash his feet.

I’m sure I shall always feel like a child in the wood.

Man is the most insane species. He worships an invisible God and destroys a visible Nature. Unaware that this Nature he’s destroying is this God he’s worshiping.

Nature unfolds her treasure at the first ray of sunrise.

What finally turned me back toward the older traditions of my own [Chickasaw] and other Native peoples was the inhumanity of the Western world, the places–both inside and out–where the culture’s knowledge and language don’t...

Each scenario is about fifteen million years into the future, and each assumes that the Pacific Plate will continue to move northwest at about 2.0 inches per year relative to the interior of North America.In...

Nature is amazing wonder.

I’m on the side of whatever keeps the flowers growing.

but as a world.

O take me from the busy crowd,I cannot bear the noise!For Nature’s voice is never loud;I seek for quiet joys.The book I love is everywhere,And not in idle words;The book I love is known to...

The longing for Paradise is man’s longing not to be man.

A water snake glided smoothly up the pool, twisting its periscope head from side to side; and it swam the length of the pool and came to the legs of a motionless heron that stood...

In the glowing evenings embedded within pearl sands of my Utopian lands and the skies dazzling with the beauty of a thousand melodic rainbows, feeling your tender touch, hearing your luring voice, merged with your...

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.”[The Autumnal]

I see there is a good deal of grandiloquence in my book — my friends and foes have told me. I think it must be true, for there is a good deal of grandiloquence in...

It’s a kind of heresy to say so, but I think our race has made forms more beautiful than what was here before us. Sometimes god’s handiwork is crude. There is no more ugly thing...

I find so much inspiration and healing from Mother Earth. Through my connection with Nature my soul is nurtured.

Nature has no originality–I mean, no large ability in the matter of inventing new things, new ideas, new stage effects. She has a superb and amazing and infinitely varied equipment of old ones, but she...

No, I do not believe in fate, that some spirits of the heavens weave the laws of the world to make it so. That is dogma for the foolish, for the universe is quite able...

What a forced lifestyle our technology, our inventions imposed on our lives when we tried to live synonymously with computers; when we stepped inside their world, we left the natural one behind.

My own sense is that the acquisition of self knowledge has been made difficult by the modern world. More and more human beings live in vast urban environments, surrounded by other human beings and the...