Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.

It is horrifying that we have to fight our own government to save the environment.

I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.

I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.

Man is a complex being: he makes deserts bloom – and lakes die.

Like music and art, love of nature is a common language that can transcend political or social boundaries.

Having family responsibilities and concerns just has to make you a more understanding person.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roarI love not Man the less, but Nature more.

Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.

There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly.