Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.

Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.

The mind, in proportion as it is cut off from free communication with nature, with revelation, with God, with itself, read more

The mind, in proportion as it is cut off from free communication with nature, with revelation, with God, with itself, loses its life, just as the body droops when debarred from the air and the cheering light from heaven.

To pay homage to beauty is to admire Nature; to admire Nature is to worship God

To pay homage to beauty is to admire Nature; to admire Nature is to worship God

The ordinary corporation is a person for purposes of the adjudicatory processes, whether it represents proprietary, spiritual, aesthetic, or charitable read more

The ordinary corporation is a person for purposes of the adjudicatory processes, whether it represents proprietary, spiritual, aesthetic, or charitable causes.
So it should be as respects valleys, alpine meadows, rivers, lakes, estuaries, beaches, ridges, groves of trees, swampland, or even air that feels the destructive pressures of modern technology and modern life. The river, for example, is the living symbol of all the life it sustains or nourishes - fish, aquatic insects, water ouzels, otter, fisher, deer, elk, bear, and all other animals, including man, who are dependent on it or who enjoy it for its sight, its sound, or its life. The river as plaintiff speaks for the ecological unit of life that is part of it.

Nature... She pardons no mistakes. Her yea is yea, and her nay, nay.

Nature... She pardons no mistakes. Her yea is yea, and her nay, nay.

By reading the scriptures I am so renewed that all nature seems renewed around me and with me. The sky read more

By reading the scriptures I am so renewed that all nature seems renewed around me and with me. The sky seems to be a pure, a cooler blue, the trees a deeper green. The whole world is charged with the glory of God and I feel fire and music under my feet.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

The poetry of the earth is never dead.

The poetry of the earth is never dead.

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if read more

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we only will tune in.