What a joy it is to feel the soft, springy earth under my feet once more,to follow grassy roads that lead to ferny brooks where I can bathe my fingers in a cataract of rippling notes, or to clamber over a stone wall into green fields that tumble and roll and climb in riotous gladness!

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

There is something of the marvelous in all things of nature.

If there is one thing clear about the centuries dominated by the factory and the wheel, it is that although the machine can make everything from a spoon to a landing-craft, a natural joy in earthly living is something it never has and never will be able to manufacture.

For the 99 percent of the time we've been on Earth, we were hunter and gatherers, our lives dependent on knowing the fine, small details of our world. Deep inside, we still have a longing to be reconnected with the nature that shaped our imagination, our language, our song and dance, our sense of the divine.

...no matter how complex or affluent, human societies are nothing but subsystems of the biosphere, the Earth's thin veneer of life, which is ultimately run by bacteria, fungi and green plants.

Your deepest roots are in nature. No matter who you are, where you live, or what kind of life you lead, you remain irrevocably linked with the rest of creation.

These are brand-new birds of twelve-months' growing, Which a year ago, or less than twain, No finches were, nor nightingales,Nor thrushes, But only particles of grain, And earth and air, and rain.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

You didn't come into this world. You came out of it, like a wave from the ocean. You are not a stranger here.

We inter-breath with the rain forests, we drink from the oceans. They are part of our own body.

Man is not himself only...He is all that he sees; all that flows to him from a thousand sources...He is the land, the lift of its mountain lines, the reach of its valleys.

Stability of earth, Firmness of rock.

I arise today Through the strength of heaven: Light of sun, Radiance of moon, Splendour of fire. Speed of lightning, Swiftness of wind, Depth of sea,

Our natural world is alive with beauty and wonder. It's important for our peace of mind and our enthusiasm for life to love the world we live in and care for the earth and all living things. We hope that these nature quotes will awaken a sense of awe and appreciation for our earth so that we can live in greater harmony with it.

How easy and simple it is to live enjoyably when the simple, interminable blue of the sky, with its long wisps of white clouds, become a pleasant thing to behold, a thing of beauty that thrills you every time you care to look skyward.

The ocean . . . cold and wild the surf, rushing in to overwhelm the beach, the wind, stinging my cheeks, enveloping me in total freedom.

We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.

If one daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.

Meandering in a shady stream, it can make a home for green growing things.

Unloosed in a river, it can slice through layers of volcanic ash like a knife through a cake.

The powers of water are immeasurable. In the form of ice, it can chisel rock as effectively as steel.

Like a night without starlight, so is a life without love.

I think that folks should carry bright umbrellas in the rain . . .to smile into the sullen sky and make it glad again.

There is nothing more beautiful than a rainbow - but it takes both rain and sunshine to make one. If life is to be rounded and many-colored, like a rainbow, both joy and sorrow must come to it.

After a thundershower, the weather takes a pledge and signs it with a rainbow.

Flowers are like human beings . . . they thrive on a little kindness.

Each moment of the year has its own beauty . . . a picture which was never before and shall never be seen again.

The silence of nature is very real. It surrounds you . . . you can feel it.

A little bit of love can be like sunshine after rain and cause someone to realize that the life is not in vain.

Children run wildly, breathlessly . . . facing the wind . . . absorbing its speed.

Be like the bird, who halting in his flight on limb too slight, feels it give way beneath him, yet sings knowing he hath wings.

The best thing about animals is that they don't talk much.

There is pleasure in the pathless woods . . . there is rapture on the lonely shore.

The landscape belongs to the person who looks at it.

Is it so small a thing to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the sky, to have loved, to have thought, to have done?

The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over the harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.

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.