It is written on the arched sky it looks out from every star. It is the poetry of Nature it is that which uplifts the spirit within us.

We cannot command Nature except by obeying her.

Nature to be commanded must be obeyed.

Nature is trying very hard to make us succeed but nature does not depend on us. We are not the only experiment.

How strange that nature does not knock and yet does not intrude!

Winter is nature's way of saying 'Up yours.'

We do not see nature with our eyes but with our understandings and our hearts.

I am two with nature.

Adapt or perish now as ever is nature's inexorable imperative.

Nature knows no pause in progress and development and attaches her curse on all inaction.

I go to nature to be soothed and healed and to have my senses put in order.

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.

Spring is nature's way of saying 'Let's party!'

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.

If one way be better than another that you may be sure is nature's way.

Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.

When nature has work to be done she creates a genius to do it.