#nat

Life ends with a snap of small bones, a head cracked from its stem, and a spirit unmoored... ↗

— Sarah Kernochan

#jane-was-here #karma #paranormal #paranormal-fiction #paranormal-suspense

As crude a weapon as the cave man's club, the chemical barrage has been hurled against the fabric of life - a fabric on the one hand delicate and destructible, on the other miraculously tough and resilient, and capable of striking back in unexpected ways. These extraordinary capacities of life have been ignored by the practitioners of chemical control who have brought to their task no "high-minded orientation," no humility before the vast forces with which they tamper. ↗

— Rachel Carson

#life #nature #life

Given her deafness, the auditory part of the brain, deprived of its usual input, had started to generate a spontaneous activity of its own, and this took the form of musical hallucinations, mostly musical memories from her earlier life. The brain needed to stay incessantly active, and if it was not getting its usual stimulation..., it would create its own stimulation in the form of hallucinations. ↗

— Oliver Sacks

#hallucinations #music #musical-hallucinations #neuroscience #psychology

The nature of the world is to be calm, and enhance and support life, and evil is an absence of the inclination of matter to be at peace. ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#evil #life #nature #peace #world

I only care for the subjective life; I am very German, you see: The woods interest me, and the world does not. ↗

— Ouida

#nature #subjectivity #life

Once when I looked up, I happened to see a sea eagle poised on magisterial wings above the knurled summit of the mountain behind my tent. It was a scene of peerless tranquility, tossed out in Nature's devil-may-care way, which says: Just open your eyes, my friend, and I'll astonish you every minute of your life. ↗

— Lawrence Millman

#page- #life

It might have been my human side clamoring for blood, or my alien side looking for a chance to exercise strategic dominance over a lesser life form. Either way, I was going to win. ↗

— Stacey Kade

#ariane #determination #human #life-form #win

The heart's seasons seldom coincide with the calendar. Who among us has not been made desolate beyond all words upon some golden day when the little creatures of the air and meadow were life incarnate, from sheer joy of living? Who among us has not come home, singing, when the streets were almost impassable with snow, or met a friend with a happy, smiling face, in the midst of a pouring rain? ↗

— Myrtle Reed

#life-and-living #nature #seasons #life

But people are not butterflies, right. People are, well, more important than butterflies. We have opposable thumbs, hello. You can't possibly compare the sanctity of a human's life with that of a butterfly. In our culture you can and, indeed, must quantify sanctity, and butterflies have less than people. ↗

— Inga Muscio

#life

If the private life of the sea could ever be transposed onto paper, it would talk not about rivers or rain or glaciers or of molecules of oxygen and hydrogen, but of the millions of encounters its waters have shared with creatures of another nature. ↗

— Federico Chini

#essence #life #nature #private-life #sea