Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?

Behold the child, by Nature’s kindly law pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.

Aside from singing, I’m also a dancer. I’ve been dancing since I was 8.

The more violent the storm, the quicker it passes.

I was definitely very much a country boy.

Nature puts no question and answers none which we mortals ask. She has long ago taken her resolution.

He that will enjoy the brightness of sunshine, must quit the coolness of the shade.

Being part of a community with a church at its centre and singin‘ hymns is a great thing to do.

God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures.

I believe in singing.

The waving of a pine tree on the top of a mountain – a magic wand in Nature’s hand – every devout mountaineer knows its power; but the marvelous beauty value of what the Scotch call a breckan in a still dell, what poet has sung this?

Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of one hidden stuff.

I have seen many storms in my life. Most storms have caught me by surprise, so I had to learn very quickly to look further and understand that I am not capable of controlling the weather, to exercise the art of patience and to respect the fury of nature.

A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.

I enjoy singing my songs in front of people. I enjoy being involved in making the artwork for albums and stupid stuff like that.

I think one of my pursuits over the years is trying to answer the question of, ‚What else can you do with a voice other than stand in front of a microphone and sing?‘

A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.

The unnatural, that too is natural.

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so that each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry.

Nothing burns more calories than dancing in 5-inch heels… try it!

Nature is often hidden, sometimes overcome, seldom extinguished.

If we had a keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel’s heart beat, and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence.

For greed all nature is too little.

I knew I wanted to do something creative. I didn’t think I’d have the luxury of doing something like that, because I didn’t know anyone who had pursued anything they really adored, but I had dreams for singing or writing.

I got to Africa. I got the opportunity to go and learn, not about any animal, but chimpanzees. I was living in my dream world, the forest in Gombe National Park in Tanzania. It was Tanganyika when I began.

In a certain way, it’s the sound of the words, the inflection and the way the song is sung and the way it fits the melody and the way the syllables are on the tongue that has as much of the meaning as the actual, literal words.

The nature of the human mind is such that unless it is stimulated by images of things acting upon it from without, all remembrance of them passes easily away.

There is but one law for all, namely that law which governs all law, the law of our Creator, the law of humanity, justice, equity – the law of nature and of nations.

I booked my first studio at like 12 or 13. Somewhere in that season of my life, singing along with the radio became me wanting to be on radio, you know.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

Here ends my forever memorable first High Sierra excursion. I have crossed the Range of Light, surely the brightest and best of all the Lord has built. And, rejoicing in its glory, I gladly, gratefully, hopefully pray I may see it again.

I think that I do feel that my nature is to express what this self, this particular self at this time, experiences in the world. And that is so organic – I use this metaphor a lot but I’ll use it again – it’s like a pine tree producing pine cones, or a blackberry bush producing blackberries – it’s just what happens with this being, now.

What is tolerance? It is the consequence of humanity. We are all formed of frailty and error; let us pardon reciprocally each other’s folly – that is the first law of nature.

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.

In a long meter hymn, a singer – they call it ‚lays out a line.‘ And then the whole church joins in in repeating that line. And they form a wall of harmony so tight, you can’t wedge a pin between it.

Who’s to say what’s a good voice and not a good voice?

Although nature commences with reason and ends in experience it is necessary for us to do the opposite, that is to commence with experience and from this to proceed to investigate the reason.

To be admitted to Nature’s hearth costs nothing. None is excluded, but excludes himself. You have only to push aside the curtain.

Nature has always had more force than education.

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

There are trees of a thousand sorts, and all have their several fruits; and I feel the most unhappy man in the world not to know them, for I am well assured that they are all valuable. I bring home specimens of them, and also of the land.

Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.

It is the nature of all greatness not to be exact.

Some artists just ruin their voices because they don’t know any better.

Oh, these vast, calm, measureless mountain days, days in whose light everything seems equally divine, opening a thousand windows to show us God.

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.

A vacuum is a hell of a lot better than some of the stuff that nature replaces it with.

Virtue is a habit of the mind, consistent with nature and moderation and reason.

For a successful technology, reality must take precedence over public relations, for Nature cannot be fooled.

When I was two, a dragonfly flew near me. A man knocked it to the ground and trod on it. I remember crying because I’d caused the dragonfly to be killed.

I was honoured when they asked me to appear at the president’s birthday rally in Madison Square Garden. There was like a hush over the whole place when I came on to sing ‚Happy Birthday,‘ like if I had been wearing a slip, I would have thought it was showing or something. I thought, ‚Oh, my gosh, what if no sound comes out!‘

To explain all nature is too difficult a task for any one man or even for any one age. ‚Tis much better to do a little with certainty & leave the rest for others that come after you.

So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their ending!

What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered.

Poetry is the key to the hieroglyphics of nature.

Ever since I was a kid, this was all I wanted to do. I’ve wanted to do music. I wanted to sing. It’s all I know.

Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in.

When California was wild, it was the floweriest part of the continent.

I like to sing ballads the way Eddie Fisher does and the way Perry Como does. But the way I’m singing now is what makes the money.