Nature Quotes
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The sky is the daily bread of the eyes.
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The soil, in return for her service, keeps the tree tied to her; the sky asks nothing and leaves it free.
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The sun - my almighty physician.
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The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.
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The universe is like a safe to which there is a combination, but the combination is locked up in the safe.
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The universe is one great kindergarten for man. Everything that exists has brought with it its own peculiar lesson. The mountain teaches stability and grandeur; the ocean immensity and change. Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes--every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.
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The unnatural - that too is natural.
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The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.
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The whole of nature is a conjugation of the verb to eat, in the active and passive.
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The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
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There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
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There are no passengers on spaceship earth. We are all crew.
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There is a muscular energy in sunlight corresponding to the spiritual energy of wind.
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There is no trifling with nature; it is always true, grave, and severe; it is always in the right, and the faults and errors fall to our share. It defies incompetency, but reveals its secrets to the competent, the truthful, and the pure.
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There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly.
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There is one glory of the sun and another glory of the moon and another glory of the stars: for one star differeth from another star in glory.
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There is something haunting in the light of the moon; it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery.
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There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.
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There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.
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This is the day the Lord had made. We will rejoice and be glad in it.
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