In wildness is the preservation of the world.

Our defense is in the preservation of the spirit which prizes liberty as a heritage of all men, in all lands, everywhere. Destroy this spirit and you have planted the seeds of despotism around your own doors.

An architect should live as little in cities as a painter. Send him to our hills, and let him study there what nature understands by a buttress, and what by a dome.

We begin to see, therefore, the importance of selecting our environment with the greatest of care, because environment is the mental feeding ground out of which the food that goes into our minds is extracted.

Although our intellect always longs for clarity and certainty, our nature often finds uncertainty fascinating.

When digital technology started becoming the norm, you’ve got 50, 60, 70 years of recordings on tapes that are just deteriorating. Like, a two-inch reel of recording tape won’t last forever. It dissolves. It will disappear.

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

He who can be, and therefore is, another’s, and he who participates in reason enough to apprehend, but not to have, is a slave by nature.

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness; I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too. I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

In giving freedom to the slave, we assure freedom to the free – honorable alike in that we give and what we preserve. We shall nobly save, or meanly lose, the last best hope of earth.

Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.

The least movement is of importance to all nature. The entire ocean is affected by a pebble.

He is richest who is content with the least, for content is the wealth of nature.

Regarded zoologically, man is today an almost isolated figure in nature. In his cradle, he was less isolated.

When we go out to the country and just sit there, what we’re really doing is just switching off various kinds of alertness that we don’t have to use. When we do that, we are stopping being defensive. We are no longer shutting ourselves off from different types of experiences, we are welcoming them in.

The sky is the daily bread of the eyes.

Nature never breaks her own laws.

Mountains are the beginning and the end of all natural scenery.

It is the nature of every person to error, but only the fool perseveres in error.

Going to the woods is going home, for I suppose we came from the woods originally. But in some of nature’s forests, the adventurous traveler seems a feeble, unwelcome creature; wild beasts and the weather trying to kill him, the rank, tangled vegetation, armed with spears and stinging needles, barring his way and making life a hard struggle.

We do not exploit our dolphins for profit.

Politics is the art of controlling your environment.

Joy in looking and comprehending is nature’s most beautiful gift.

Our soul is cast into a body, where it finds number, time, dimension. Thereupon it reasons, and calls this nature necessity, and can believe nothing else.

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

You can hold yourself back from the sufferings of the world, that is something you are free to do and it accords with your nature, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could avoid.

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

Nature and nature’s laws lay hid in the night. God said, Let Newton be! and all was light!

Is it not important to find out how to listen not only to what is being said but to everything – to the noise in the streets, to the chatter of birds, to the noise of the tramcar, to the restless sea, to the voice of your husband, to your wife, to your friends, to the cry of a baby?

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

Man takes his law from the Earth; the Earth takes its law from Heaven; Heaven takes its law from the Tao. The law of the Tao is its being what it is.

Why not invest in the future of music, instead of building fortresses to preserve its past?

Behold, at this hour our moral history is being preserved for eternity. Processes are at work which will perpetuate our every act and word and thought.

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

My production and songwriting and the environment around those vocals are not inspired by R&B at all.

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

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

Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed.

Nature is the source of all true knowledge. She has her own logic, her own laws, she has no effect without cause nor invention without necessity.

I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs.

Nature teaches us that tens of billions of light years may have passed, and life in all of its expressions has always been subjected to an incredible combination of matter and radiation.

For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.

If there should prove to be one real, living Free State Democrat in Kansas, I suggest that it might be well to catch him and stuff and preserve his skin as an interesting specimen of that soon-to-be-extinct variety of the genus Democrat.

The moral virtues, then, are produced in us neither by nature nor against nature. Nature, indeed, prepares in us the ground for their reception, but their complete formation is the product of habit.

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

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.

It is the flash which appears, the thunderbolt will follow.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

Our character is not so much the product of race and heredity as of those circumstances by which nature forms our habits, by which we are nurtured and live.

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

Nothing happens to any man that he is not formed by nature to bear.

It is easier to feel than to realize, or in any way explain, Yosemite grandeur. The magnitudes of the rocks and trees and streams are so delicately harmonized, they are mostly hidden.

Print some money and give it to us for the rain forests.

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

I just think cities are unnatural, basically. I know there are people who live happily in them, and I have cities that I love, too. But it’s a disaster that we have moved so far from nature.

One can find so many pains when the rain is falling.

When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with it fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.

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