#nature

Hunters will tell you that a moose is a wily and ferocious forest creature. Nonsense. A moose is a cow drawn by a three-year-old. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#nature #travel-writing #humor

The crickets sounded like maybe in the trees. They were pretty loud to be so unsure of themselves.
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— Jarod Kintz

#loud #maybe #nature #noise #self-esteem

I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part of God. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#nature

...Holmes, who loathed every form of society with his whole Bohemian soul, remained in our lodgings in Baker Street, buried among his old books, and alternating from week to week between cocaine and ambition, the drowsiness of the drug, and the fierce energy of his own keen nature. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#cocaine-and-ambition #john-watson #sherlock-holmes #nature

To become vegetarian is to step into the stream which leads to nirvana. ↗

— Gautama Buddha

#love #nature #vegan-vegetarian #life

When you are inquisitive, Jane, you always make me smile. You open your eyes like an eager bird, and make every now and then a restless movement, as if answers in speech did not flow fast enough for you, and you wanted to read the tablet of one's heart. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#heart #human-nature #inquisitive #learning #love

I think the easiest people to fool are ourselves. Fooling ourselves may even be a necessary precondition for fooling others. ↗

— Iain Banks

#nature

The mature man lives quietly, does good privately, takes responsibility for his actions, treats others with friendliness and courtesy, finds mischief boring and avoids it. Without the hidden conspiracy of goodwill, society would not endure an hour. ↗

— Kenneth Rexroth

#society #nature

It did not occur to me that absence of human companionship does not assure solitude. It may, on the contrary, plunge one into an environment compared with which New York or London would appear deserts. For we take memory and imagination with us. The seabirds that scream overhead or waddle along the margins of the surf; the grotesque forms of twisted cedars; the rustle of sea-grass in the wind; the interminable percussion of the breakers; the dead infinity of the sand itself - there can be no solitude, in the sense of freedom from disturbances of thought, in the presence of such things. They draw us back into the maelstrom. ("Absolute Evil") ↗

— Julian Hawthorne

#solitary #solitude #freedom

I know noble accents And lucid, inescapable rhythms; But I know, too, That the blackbird is involved In what I know. ↗

— Wallace Stevens

#imagination #landscape #nature #imagination