Love And Nature Quotes by Vincent Van Gogh, John James Audubon, John Muir, Yasunari Kawabata, Madame de Stael, James F. Cooper and many others.
Painters understand nature and love it, and teach us to see.
A true conservationist is a man who knows that the world is not given by his fathers, but borrowed from his children.
The sun shines not on us but in us.
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.
People have separated from each other with walls of concrete that blocked the roads to connection and love. and Nature has been defeated in the name of development.
When at eve, at the bounding of the landscape, the heavens appear to recline so slowly on the earth, imagination pictures beyond the horizon an asylum of hope, – a native land of love; and nature seems silently to repeat that man is immortal.
The mountains are calling and I must go.
Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity.
Try to walk as much as you can, and keep your love for nature, for that is the true way to learn to understand art more and more. Painters understand nature and love her and teach us to see her. If one really loves nature, one can find beauty everywhere.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore.
I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.
Be not disgusted, nor discouraged, nor dissatisfied, if thou dost not succeed in doing everything according to right principles; but when thou bast failed, return back again, and be content if the greater part of what thou doest is consistent with man’s nature, and love this to which thou returnest
If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer. But if he spends his days as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is deemed an industrious and enterprising citizen.
Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
What is the use of a house if you haven’t got a tolerable planet to put it on?
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.