Thursday, September 30, 2010
Nothing living should ever be treated with contempt. Whatever it is that lives, a man, a tree, or a bird, should be touched gently, because the time is short. Civilization is another word for respect for life. — Elizabeth Goudge
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains. — Henry Ward Beecher
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
The thirsty earth soaks up the rain,
And drinks and gapes for drink again — Abraham Cowley
Monday, September 27, 2010
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. — Chief Seattle
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Autumn, the year’s last, loveliest smile. — William Cullen Bryant
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower. — Albert Camus
Friday, September 24, 2010
I trust in Nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and Autumn garner to the ends of time. — Robert Browning
Thursday, September 23, 2010
The goldenrod is yellow
The corn is turning brown
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down — Helen Hunt Jackson
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Behold congenial Autumn comes,
the Sabbath of the Year. — John Logan
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Everyone can identify with a fragrant garden, with the beauty of sunset, with the quiet of nature , with a warm and cozy cottage. — Thomas Kinkade
Monday, September 20, 2010
It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life. — P.D. James
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Filthy water cannot be washed. — West African proverb
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Anything else you’re interested in is not going to happen if you can’t breathe the air and drink the water. Don’t sit this one out. Do something. You are by accident of fate alive at an absolutely critical moment in the history of our planet. — Carl Sagan.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Life in the state of nature is solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short. — Thomas Hobbes
Thursday, September 16, 2010
The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach. — Henry Beston
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather
And autumn’s best of cheer — Helen Hunt Jackson
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
We forget that the water cycle and the life cycle are one. — Jacques Cousteau
Monday, September 13, 2010
We must remember that in nature there are neither rewards nor punishments — there are consequences. — Robert Green Ingersoll
Sunday, September 12, 2010
One of the first conditions of happiness is that the link between Man and Nature shall not be broken. — Leo Tolstoy
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books. — John Lubbock
Friday, September 10, 2010
Nature uses as little as possible of anything. — Johannes Kepler
Thursday, September 9, 2010
If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive. — Eleonora Duse
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Joy in looking and comprehending is nature’s most beautiful gift. — Albert Einstein
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
I hope that my work will encourage self expression in others and stimulate the search for beauty and creative excitement in the great world around us. – Ansel Adams
Monday, September 6, 2010
We never know the worth of water till the well is dry. — Thomas Fuller
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Be still, sad heart, and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Friday, September 3, 2010
We won’t have a society if we destroy the environment. — Margaret Mead
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Leaves of the summer, lovely summer’s pride,
Sweet is the shade below your silent tree. — William Barnes
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
O sweet September, thy first breezes bring
The dry leaf’s rustle and the squirrel’s laughter,
The cool fresh air whence health and vigor spring
And promise of exceeding joy hereafter. — George Arnold
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed. — Albert Einstein
Monday, August 30, 2010
The goal of life is living in agreement with nature. — Zeno
Sunday, August 29, 2010
When the soil disappears, the soul disappears. — Ymber Delecto
Saturday, August 28, 2010
It’s amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing. — Scott Westerfeld
Friday, August 27, 2010
Where flowers bloom so does hope. — Lady Bird Johnson
Thursday, August 26, 2010
If one really loves nature, one can find beauty everywhere. — Vincent van Gogh
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Remember, you belong to Nature, not it to you. — Archibald Belaney
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
As years go on and the population increases, there will be a need of these lands and more, and in life where so much appears futile, this one thing will remain. In essence, those who continue to support the work of conservation can say, I have lived here, I have done something positive to ensure that its natural beauty and natural values continue. — Charles Sauriol
Monday, August 23, 2010
Those who are Awake
live in a state of constant amazement — Jack Kornfield
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Rain, Rain, don’t go away. Please stay. All the wild things need you today. — WATC
Saturday, August 21, 2010
In God’s wildness lies the hope of the world — the great fresh unblighted, unredeemed wilderness. The galling harness of civilization drops off, and wounds heal ere we are aware. — John Muir
Friday, August 20, 2010
Trees give peace to the souls of men. — Nora Waln
Thursday, August 19, 2010
I am not a lover of lawns. Rather would I see daisies in their thousands, ground ivy, hawkweed, and even the hated plantain with tall stems, and dandelions with splendid flowers and fairy down, than the too-well-tended lawn. — W. H. Hudson
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
If one way be better than another,
that you may be sure is Nature’s way.
— Aristotle
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
There are always flowers for those who want to see them. — Henri Matisse
Monday, August 16, 2010
Rain is grace; rain is the sky condescending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life. — John Updike
Sunday, August 15, 2010
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in. — John Muir
Saturday, August 14, 2010
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. — Walt Whitman
Friday, August 13, 2010
It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men’s hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit. — Robert Louis Stevenson
Thursday, August 12, 2010
How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew! — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. — Oscar Wilde
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains. One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge, but one misses a world of loveliness. — Adeline Knapp
Monday, August 9, 2010
We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect. — Aldo Leopold
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Away, away, from men and towns,
To the wild wood and the downs,
To the silent wilderness — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Nature is my manifestation of God. I go to nature every day for inspiration in the day’s work. I follow in building the principles which nature has used in its domain. — Frank Lloyd Wright
Friday, August 6, 2010
Hither rolls the storm of heat;
I feel its finer billows beat
Like a sea which me infolds;
Heat with viewless fingers moulds,
Swells, and mellows, and matures,
Paints, and flavors, and allures,
Bird and brier inly warms,
Still enriches and transforms,
Gives the reed and lily length,
Adds to oak and oxen strength,
Transforming what it doth infold,
Life out of death, new out of old.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Last night, a beautiful summer night, not too warm, moon not quite full after two or three rainy days…New beings have usurped the air we breathe, rounding Nature, filling her crevices with sound. — Henry David Thoreau
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
The idea of wilderness needs no defense. It only needs more defenders. — Edward Abbey
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
We all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men. — John Muir
Monday, August 2, 2010
Now, every field and every tree is in bloom; the woods are now in full leaf, and the year is in its highest beauty. — Virgil
Sunday, August 1, 2010
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in. — George Washington Carver
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