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Very old people are the real victors of this world! And the bitterish beauty in their faces is the most valuable beauty of the earth!
Sep 10, 2025
Until I lose my soul and lie Blind to the beauty of the earth, Deaf though shouting wind goes by, Dumb in a storm of mirth; Until my heart is quenched at length And I have left the land of men, Oh, let me love with all my strength Careless if I am loved again.
Photography records the gamut of feelings written on the human face, the beauty of the earth and skies that man has inherited, and the wealth and confusion man has created. It is a major force in explaining man to man.
We learned a lot about the Moon, but what we really learned was about the Earth. The fact that just from the distance of the Moon you can put your thumb up and you can hide the Earth behind your thumb. Everything that you've ever known, your loved ones, your business, the problems of the Earth itself-all behind your thumb. And how insignificant we really all are, but then how fortunate we are to have this body and to be able to enjoy loving here amongst the beauty of the Earth itself.
The mind is the seat of perception of the things we see, hear, and feel. It is through the mind that we see the beauties of the earth and sky, or music, of art, in fact, of everything. That silent shuttle of thought working in and out through cell and nerve weaves into one harmonious whole the myriad moods of mind, and we call it life.
If there is one thing clear about the centuries dominated by the factory and the wheel, it is that although the machine can make everything from a spoon to a landing-craft, a natural joy in earthly living is something it never has and never will be able to manufacture.
In wilderness I sense the miracle of life.
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself.
Water is the driving force of all nature.
Those who dwell, as scientists or laymen, among the beauties and mysteries of the earth, are never alone or weary of life.
To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.
If we do not permit the earth to produce beauty and joy, it will in the end not produce food, either.
When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.
I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.
Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life. Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe, the less taste we shall have for destruction.
Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore.
There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature.
Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty.
I love not man the less, but Nature more.
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.
The earth has music for those who listen.
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
Like music and art, love of nature is a common language that can transcend political or social boundaries.
Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep but I have promises to keep...
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
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.
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.
It is about a period in aviation which is now gone, but which was probably more interesting than any the future will bring. As time passes, the perfection of machinery tends to insulate man from contact with the elements in which he lives. The 'stratosphere' planes of the future will cross the ocean without any sense of the water below. Like a train tunneling through a mountain, they will be aloof from both the problems and the beauty of the earth's surface.
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be.
In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous.
I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.
Cherish sunsets, wild creatures, and wild places. Have a love affair with the wonder and beauty of the earth!
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
In wilderness I sense the miracle of life, and behind it our scientific accomplishments fade to trivia.
Change may be the vitalizing wind blowing through the house of life, but it is not an abiding force. We need permanent things to soak peace into us as well as progress - the beauty of the earth, seedtime and harvest, the smiles of lovers, the joy of the young in being alive, pride in craftsmanship. Why, oh why must we let ourselves forget these lasting treasures in an age of consuming ambition, speed madness and accumulated goods that leave us no chance to live? If we cannot be contented with a little no wealth will ever satisfy us.