No sky is heavy, if the heart be light.

The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.

Sounds of the wind or sounds of the sea Make me happy just to be.

When I bought my farm, I did not know what a bargain I had in the bluebirds, daffodils and thrushes; as little did I know what sublime mornings and sunsets I was buying.

Stop every now and then. Just stop and enjoy. Take a deep breath. Relax and take in the abundance of life.

Flowers are heaven's masterpiece.

The rich fire of the orange sunset gloriously announces the coming night.

The world will never starve for wonder, but only for want of wonder.

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.

Lose yourself in nature and find peace.

Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn.

Some people, like flowers, give pleasure, just by being.

Never miss an opportunity to sleep on a screened porch.

For happiness, one needs security, but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair.

There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature - the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the winter.

Delight in the beauty that surrounds you.

Some of nature's most exquisite handiwork is on a miniature scale, as anyone knows who has applied a magnifying glass to a snowflake.

Each season has its own wonder, it's own special place, and purpose in the pattern of creation.

I am in love with the green earth.

The day, water, sun, moon, night - I do not have to purchase these things with money.

In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms.

Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water,or watching the clouds float across the sky is by no means a waste of time.

Be a gentle friend to trees and they will give you back beauty, cool and fragrant shade, and many birds, singing.

Whoever loves and understands a garden will find contentment within.

Each season has its joys to treasure, to lift one's spirits and bring us pleasure.

I myself am quite absorbed by the delicate yellow, delicate soft green, delicate violet of a ploughed and weeded piece of soil.

Few sunrises are greeted as eagerly as those viewed through the eyes of love.

Discovering this idyllic place, we find ourselves filled with a yearning to linger here, where time stands still and beauty overwhelms.

Spring slips into even the most hidden places of the countryside and transforms them into mossy-green mansions of delight.

The morning of life is like the dawn of a day, full of purity, visions, and harmony.

Lie down and listen to the crabgrass grow.

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.

People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.

All seasons are beautiful for the person who carries happiness within.

The rainbows of life follow the storm.

To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon the verdant green hills is the most perfect refreshment.

Keep your sense of proportion by regularly, preferably daily,visiting the natural world.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.

I will be the gladdest thing under the sun. I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.

In summer, the song sings itself.

If spring came but once a century instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all the hearts to behold the miraculous change.

April has put a spirit of youth in everything!

Nature never hurries. Atom by atom, little by little she achieves her work.

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.

An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.

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.

If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere.

To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.

People go on marrying because they can't resist natural forces, although many of them may know perfectly well that they are possibly buying a month's pleasure with a life's discomfort.

Don't eat anything your great-grandmother wouldn't recognize as food.

Our love went from fly to flower to butterfly, and it was meant to beautifully flutter, not sit still on a shelf like a trophy to be collected.

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.

Man is not, by nature, deserving of all that he wants. When we think that we are automatically entitled to something, that is when we start walking all over others to get it.

Thus, from the war of nature, from famine and death, the most exalted object which we are capable of conceiving, namely, the production of the higher animals, directly follows. There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one; and that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being, evolved.

Nature is not a place to visit. It is home.

When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.

The world's big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.

I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.