Man makes history; woman is history. The reproduction of the species is feminine: it runs steadily and quietly through all species, animal or human, through all short-lived cultures. It is primary, unchanging, everlasting, maternal, plantlike,...

SolitudeThere is a charm in Solitude that cheersA feeling that the world knows nothing ofA green delight the wounded mind endearsAfter the hustling world is broken offWhose whole delight was crime at good to scoffGreen...

The more I study nature, the more I stand amazed at the work of the Creator.

The pattern glitters with cruelty. The blue beads are colored with fish blood, the reds with powdered heart. The beads collect in borders of mercy. The yellows are dyed with the ocher of silence. There...

It was a vision of the one thing that we both hoped someday would be…the warmth of our bodies next to each other’s, reflected in sunset of our secret place… We longed for it to...

True beauty cannot fail to move the beholder

Sin prevenciones me doy vuelta y siguenaquellos dos a la izquierda del robleeternos y escondidos en la lluviadiciéndose quién sabe qué silencios.No sé si alguna vez les ha pasado a ustedespero cuando la lluvia cae...

We’ve tried to live in balance with nature long enough. This time nature went too far. As soon as you and your fiance are safely out of here, I’m calling in an air strike to...

But in my opinion, nothing in nature occur mathematically.

Love is not all about loving everything perfect, it is when someones corrosive nature is the only thing that glues you to them which you wished it were never there.

you are best if you have unconditional support and nature . like me…

The recognition that human beings are specifically and deliberately responsible for whatever aberrances farm animals may embody, that their discordances reflect our, not their, primary disruption of natural rhythms, and that we owe them more...

To return to nature is to embrace extinction.

I was awakened by a tremendous earthquake, and though I hadn ever before enjoyed a storm of this sort, the strange thrilling motion could not be mistaken, and I ran out of my cabin, both...

Nature seems to welcome defiance of conventions, and to say, with a smile, ‘So, the truant has come back again!’ (“Absolute Evil”)

Nature loves bicycle because no harm to nature comes from the bicycle!

Deserts look beautiful and green fields look beautiful too. Nature is genius because it knows how to look beautiful in every way.

A far cicada rings high and clear over the river’s heavy wash. Morning glory, a lone dandelion, cassia, orchids. So far from the nearest sea, I am taken aback by the sight of a purple...

There is nothing in which mankind have been more unanimous [founding nations upon superstition]; yet nothing can be inferred from it more than this, that the multitude have always been credulous, and the few artful....

Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings. An empty stream, a great silence, an impenetrable...

Arguments for preservation based on the beauty of wilderness are sometimes treated as if they were of little weight because they are “merely aesthetic”. That is a mistake. We go to great lengths to preserve...

You look beautiful – David

Life is a dance of nature.

By the time they had called at the baker’s and climbed to the top of Cap Diamant, the sun, dropping with incredible quickness, had already disappeared. They sat down in the blue twilight to eat...

Fall colors are funny. They’re so bright and intense and beautiful. It’s like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted...

Those who don’t return become a part of the clouds, a part of the animals that hide in the ravines and of the water that comes from the earth. They become a part of everything…...

The pursuit of science has often been compared to the scaling of mountains, high and not so high. But who amongst us can hope, even in imagination, to scale the Everest and reach its summit...

The pear trees were bare, their limbs spread open like the viscera of a parasol. Stretching into the darkness beyond, the single houses, double houses, and villas were lined up in cramped, neat rows which...

We are immensed in beauty, but our eyes have no clear vision.