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

The land created me. I’m wild and lonesome. Even as I travel the cities, I’m more at home in the vacant lots.

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

Love is the attempt to form a friendship inspired by beauty.

Nature is our eldest mother; she will do no harm.

There is nothing that makes its way more directly into the soul than beauty.

It is time for parents to teach young people early on that in diversity there is beauty and there is strength.

Storms make trees take deeper roots.

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.

Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.

We’ve climbed the mighty mountain. I see the valley below, and it’s a valley of peace.

Reality must take precedence over public relations, for nature cannot be fooled.

A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin.

We find delight in the beauty and happiness of children that makes the heart too big for the body.

It is dangerous for mortal beauty, or terrestrial virtue, to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot, and all that we would not, see.

It was morning; through the high window I saw the pure, bright blue of the sky as it hovered cheerfully over the long roofs of the neighboring houses. It too seemed full of joy, as if it had special plans, and had put on its finest clothes for the occasion.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

Extremes in nature equal ends produce; In man they join to some mysterious use.

As the poet said, ‚Only God can make a tree,‘ probably because it’s so hard to figure out how to get the bark on.

Dissident intellectuals aren’t all beautiful.

In general, mankind, since the improvement of cookery, eats twice as much as nature requires.

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

Secrecy is the element of all goodness; even virtue, even beauty is mysterious.

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

I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.

I believe that there are many herbs and many trees that are worth much in Europe for dyes and for medicines; but I do not know, and this causes me great sorrow. Arriving at this cape, I found the smell of the trees and flowers so delicious that it seemed the pleasantest thing in the world.

The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name. The Nameless is the origin of Heaven and Earth; the Named is the mother of all things.

Nature, to be commanded, must be obeyed.

Nothing is beautiful, only man: on this piece of naivete rests all aesthetics, it is the first truth of aesthetics. Let us immediately add its second: nothing is ugly but degenerate man – the domain of aesthetic judgment is therewith defined.

Our nature consists in motion; complete rest is death.

God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fools.

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty, and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

As long as a woman can look ten years younger than her own daughter, she is perfectly satisfied.

I am a leader by default, only because nature does not allow a vacuum.

I don’t care how many beauty treatments you have, I don’t care which bag you’re carrying – you have to have a dress.

We see God face to face every hour, and know the savor of Nature.

I have no hostility to nature, but a child’s love to it. I expand and live in the warm day like corn and melons.

Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite.

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.

Generally speaking, a howling wilderness does not howl: it is the imagination of the traveler that does the howling.

We must cultivate our own garden. When man was put in the garden of Eden he was put there so that he should work, which proves that man was not born to rest.

Necessity is the mistress and guide of nature. Necessity is the theme and inventress of nature, her curb and her eternal law.

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease.

We should all grow our own food and do our own waste processing, we really should.

We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.

Not being beautiful was the true blessing. Not being beautiful forced me to develop my inner resources. The pretty girl has a handicap to overcome.

I give the name of cosmic sense to the more or less confused affinity that binds us psychologically to the All which envelops us. The existence of this feeling is indubitable, and apparently as old as the beginning of thought… The cosmic sense must have been born as soon as man found himself facing the forest, the sea and the stars.

My love is a hummingbird sitting that quiet moment on the bough, as the same cat crouches.

It was the Law of the Sea, they said. Civilization ends at the waterline. Beyond that, we all enter the food chain, and not always right at the top.

I like to feel blonde all over.

Man and animals are in reality vehicles and conduits of food, tombs of animals, hostels of Death, coverings that consume, deriving life by the death of others.

I have two main hair people I work with. They’re always with me. I’m like, ‚I’m bored! I wanna change my hair!‘ That’s the good thing about a weave. You can do whatever with it.

Nature is often hidden, sometimes overcome, seldom extinguished.

The diversity of India, of our civilization, is actually a thing of beauty, which is something we are extremely proud of.

Nothing on this earth is standing still. It’s either growing or it’s dying. No matter if it’s a tree or a human being.

No matter how beautiful a woman might be, you’re always threatened by certain… You’re always threatened by other women, period.

Philosophically considered, the universe is composed of Nature and the Soul. Strictly speaking, therefore, all that is separate from us, all which Philosophy distinguishes as the ‚Not Me,‘ that is, both nature and art, all other men and my own body, must be ranked under this name, ‚Nature.‘

I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty that must be explained to be understood. If it does need additional interpretation by someone other than the creator, then I question whether it has fulfilled its purpose.

Time destroys the speculation of men, but it confirms nature.

From my perspective, I absolutely believe in a greater spiritual power, far greater than I am, from which I have derived strength in moments of sadness or fear. That’s what I believe, and it was very, very strong in the forest.

Young people can create beautiful things.