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Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.

Nature has no mercy at all. Nature says, I'm going to snow. If you have on a bikini and no snowshoes, that's tough. I am going to snow anyway.
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Nature does nothing uselessly.
All men by nature desire to know.
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
The only thing that one really knows about human nature is that it changes. Change is the one quality we can predicate of it. The systems that fail are those that rely on the permanency of human nature, and not on its growth and development. The error of Louis XIV was that he thought human nature would always be the same. The result of his error was the French Revolution. It was an admirable result.
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
Nature is the art of God.
The environment is everything that isn't me.
I am at two with nature.
Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear Heart, Good night, good night.
There is a great deal of human nature in people.
Art is man's nature: Nature is God's art.
I look upon all creatures equally; none are less dear to me and none more dear. But those who worship me with love live in me, and I come to life in them.
Whenever man comes up with a better mousetrap, nature immediately comes up with a better mouse.
A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.
Nature... She pardons no mistakes. Her yea is yea, and her nay, nay.
There seems to be some perverse human characteristic that likes to make easy things difficult.
Men may change their climate, but they cannot change their nature. A man that goes out a fool cannot ride or sail himself into common sense.
The subtlety of nature is greater many times over than the subtlety of the senses and understanding.
As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly soften or subdue my other passions and resist or endure those of others.
The control of nature is a phrase conceived in arrogance, born of the Neanderthal age of biology and the convenience of man.
Occurrences in this domain are beyond the reach of exact prediction because of the variety of factors in operation, not because of any lack of order in nature.
The best remedy for those who are frightened, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere they can be alone, alone with the sky, nature and God. For then and only then can you feel that everything is as it should be and that God wants people to be happy amid nature's beauty and simplicity.
Too many people confine their exercise to jumping to conclusions, running up bills, stretching the truth, bending over backward, lying down on the job, sidestepping responsibility and pushing their luck.
It is almost impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.
Now I believe I can hear the philosophers protesting that it can only be misery to live in folly, illusion, deception and ignorance, but it isn't --it's human.
To sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.
Disease is the retribution of outraged Nature.
Nature is an endless combination and repetition of a very few laws. She hums the old well-known air through innumerable variations.
Nature has made up her mind that what cannot defend itself shall not be defended.
All nature wears one universal grin.
Nature provides exceptions to every rule.
Give a small boy a hammer and he will find that everything he encounters needs pounding.
Nature has been for me, for as long as I remember, a source of solace, inspiration, adventure, and delight; a home, a teacher, a companion.
Nature is commanded by obeying her.
I am against nature. I don't dig nature at all. I think nature is very unnatural. I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can't touch with decay.
A man is related to all nature.
Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of hidden stuff.
For a successful technology, reality must take precedence over public relations, for Nature cannot be fooled.
In nature we never see anything isolated, but everything in connection with something else which is before it, beside it, under it and over it.
Nature understands no jesting. She is always true, always serious, always severe. She is always right, and the errors are always those of man.
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 roars; I love not man the less, but nature more.
I've always regarded nature as the clothing of God.
You may drive out nature with a pitchfork, yet she'll be constantly running back.
Cats are intended to teach us that not everything in nature has a purpose.
Nature uses as little as possible of anything.
All that is sweet, delightful, and amiable in this world, in the serenity of the air, the fineness of seasons, the joy of light, the melody of sounds, the beauty of colors, the fragrancy of smells, the splendor our precious stones, is nothing else but Heaven breaking through the veil of this world, manifesting itself in such a degree and darting forth in such variety so much of its own nature.
The Laws of Nature are just, but terrible. There is no weak mercy in them. Cause and consequence are inseparable and inevitable. The elements have no forbearance. The fire burns, the water drowns, the air consumes, the earth buries. And perhaps it would be well for our race if the punishment of crimes against the Laws of Man were as inevitable as the punishment of crimes against the Laws of Nature --were Man as unerring in his judgments as Nature.
Lightning is the shorthand of a storm, and tells of chaos.
The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.
Nature breaks through the eyes of the cat.
The nature of peoples is first crude, then severe, then benign, then delicate, finally dissolute.
We are all murderers and prostitutes --no matter to what culture, society, class, nation one belongs, no matter how normal, moral, or mature, one takes oneself to be.
There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify -- so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish.
Nature is trying very hard to make us succeed, but nature does not depend on us. We are not the only experiment.
It is human nature to think wisely and act foolishly.
The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection.
As a profession advertising is young; as a force it is as old as the world. The first four words ever uttered, Let there be light, constitute its charter. All nature is vibrant with its impulse.
Nature... is nothing but the inner voice of self-interest.
Nature always tends to act in the simplest way.
Man masters nature not by force but by understanding. This is why science has succeeded where magic failed: because it has looked for no spell to cast over nature.
Like Confucius of old, I am so absorbed in the wonder of the earth and the life upon it, that I cannot think of heaven and the angels.
All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.
Nature's law affirm instead of prohibit. If you violate her laws, you are your own prosecuting attorney, judge, jury, and hangman.
What law, what reason can deny that gift so sweet, so natural that God has given a stream, a fish, a beast, a bird?
If only nature is real and if, in nature, only desire and destruction are legitimate, then, in that all humanity does not suffice to assuage the thirst for blood, the path of destruction must lead to universal annihilation.
And thus they give the time, that Nature meant for peaceful sleep and meditative snores, to ceaseless din and mindless merriment and waste of shoes and floors.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should make himself an imitation, this is the fact which Nature moans over, and deprecates beseechingly. Be spontaneous, be truthful, be free, and thus be individuals! is the song she sings through warbling birds, and whispering pines, and roaring waves, and screeching winds.
Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
What a book a devil's chaplain might write on the clumsy, wasteful, blundering, low, and horribly cruel work of nature!
Nature, like us is sometimes caught without her diadem.
Nature, like man, sometimes weeps from gladness.
Who can explain the secret pathos of Nature's loveliness? It is a touch of melancholy inherited from our mother Eve. It is an unconscious memory of the lost Paradise. It is the sense that even if we should find another Eden, we would not be fit to enjoy it perfectly nor stay in it forever.
Nature is a mutable cloud which is always and never the same.
In nature nothing can be given. All things are sold.
The rich mind lies in the sun and sleeps, and is Nature.
We fly to beauty as an asylum from the terrors of finite nature.
To the dull mind all nature is leaden. To the illumined mind the whole world burns and sparkles with light.
Nature has no principles. She makes no distinction between good and evil.
Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its perfection inhabit a single object.
The unnatural, that too is natural.
Nature goes her own way and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order.
Sympathy with nature is part of a good person's religion.
The exact sciences also start from the assumption that in the end it will always be possible to understand nature, even in every new field of experience, but that we may make no a priori assumptions about the meaning of the word understand.
Nature is a self-made machine, more perfectly automated than any automated machine. To create something in the image of nature is to create a machine, and it was by learning the inner working of nature that man became a builder of machines.
The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage; they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human.
A man who lives with nature is used to violence and is companionable with death. There is more violence in an English hedgerow than in the meanest streets of a great city.
Nature never says one thing and wisdom another.
The diversity of the phenomena of nature is so great, and the treasures hidden in the heavens so rich, precisely in order that the human mind shall never be lacking in fresh nourishment.
Nature is garrulous to the point of confusion, let the artist be truly taciturn.
Only those within whose own consciousness the sun rise and set, the leaves burgeon and wither, can be said to be aware of what living is.
Nature is not human hearted.
We cannot remember too often that when we observe nature, and especially the ordering of nature, it is always ourselves alone we are observing.
It is absolutely impossible to transcend the laws of nature. What can change in historically different circumstances is only the form in which these laws expose themselves.
Men have an extraordinarily erroneous opinion of their position in nature; and the error is ineradicable.
It is easy to replace man, and it will take no great time, when Nature has lapsed, to replace Nature.
The law of nature is the strictest expression of necessity.
Let Nature have her way; she understands her business better than we do.
The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.
If winds are the spirit of the sky's ocean, the clouds are the texture. Their is easily the most uninhibited dominion of the earth. Nothing in physical shape is too fantastic for them. They can be round as apples or as fine as string, as dense as a jungle, as wispy as a whiff of down, as mild as puddle water or as potent as the belch of a volcano. Some are thunderous anvils formed by violent up drafts from the warm earth. Some are ragged coattails of storms that have passed. Some are stagnant blankets of warm air resting on cold. I have seen clouds in the dawn that looked like a pink Sultan with his pale harem maidens and a yellow slob of eunuch lolling impotent in the background.
Let us beware of saying there are laws in nature. There are only necessities: there is no one to command, no one to obey, no one to transgress. When you realize there are no goals or objectives, then you realize, too, that there is no chance: for only in a world of objectives does the word chance have any meaning.
Nature is unfair? So much the better, inequality is the only bearable thing, the monotony of equality can only lead us to boredom.
Nature uses human imagination to lift her work of creation to even higher levels.
All nature is but art unknown to thee.
No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.
Nature surpasses nurture.
Meanings, moods, the whole scale of our inner experience finds in nature the correspondence through which we may know our boundless selves.
Of all the things that oppress me, this sense of the evil working of nature herself --my disgust at her barbarity --clumsiness --darkness --bitter mockery of herself --is the most desolating.
The sky is the part of creation in which nature has done for the sake of pleasing man.
Nature, who for the perfect maintenance of the laws of her general equilibrium, has sometimes need of vices and sometimes of virtues, inspires now this impulse, now that one, in accordance with what she requires.
From our earliest hour we have been taught that the thought of the heart, the shaping of the rain-cloud, the amount of wool that grows on a sheep's back, the length of a drought, and the growing of the corn, depend on nothing that moves immutable, at the heart of all things; but on the changeable will of a changeable being, whom our prayers can alter. To us, from the beginning, Nature has been but a poor plastic thing, to be toyed with this way or that, as man happens to please his deity or not; to go to church or not; to say his prayers right or not; to travel on a Sunday or not. Was it possible for us in an instant to see Nature as she is --the flowing vestment of an unchanging reality?
If you live according to the dictates of nature, you will never be poor; if according to the notions of man, you will never be rich.
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
See one promontory, one mountain, one sea, one river and see all.
Nature in America has always been suspect, on the defensive, cannibalized by progress. In America, every specimen becomes a relic.
The sun will set without thy assistance.
Man is a complex being; he makes the deserts bloom and lakes die.
I know no subject more elevating, more amazing, more ready to the poetical enthusiasm, the philosophical reflection, and the moral sentiment than the works of nature. Where can we meet such variety, such beauty, such magnificence?
We can never have enough of nature. We must be refreshed by the sight of inexhaustible vigor, vast and titanic features, the sea-coast with its wrecks, the wilderness with its living and its decaying trees, the thunder-cloud, and the rain which lasts three weeks and produces freshets. We need to witness our own limits transgressed, and some life pasturing freely where we never wander.
However much you knock at nature's door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
Our task is not to rediscover nature but to remake it.
The law cannot equalize mankind in spite of nature.
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on -- have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear -- what remains? Nature remains.
She seemed a thing that could not feel the touch of earthly years.
For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.
Really I don't like human nature unless all candied over with art.
It is a pleasure to give advice, humiliating to need it, normal to ignore it.
There is nothing that can be changed more completely than human nature when the job is taken in hand early enough.
My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Human nature is not of itself vicious.
I have never, in all my various travels, seen but two sorts of people I mean men and women, who always have been, and ever will be, the same. The same vices and the same follies have been the fruit of all ages, though sometimes under different names.
What is called an acute knowledge of human nature is mostly nothing but the observer's own weaknesses reflected back from others.
Man has demonstrated that he is master of everything -- except his own nature.
The man of power is ruined by power, the man of money by money, the submissive man by subservience, the pleasure seeker by pleasure.
Poor human nature, what horrible crimes have been committed in thy name!
It is not human nature we should accuse but the despicable conventions that pervert it.
The principle that human nature, in its psychological aspects, is nothing more than a product of history and given social relations removes all barriers to coercion and manipulation by the powerful.
Nature, by its very nature, is very brutal and unequal. However, Man has somehow managed to transform the nature of its brutality and inequality.
Man kind is the master piece of this world of perfection.
Between you and this world there is only room for greatness.
When Nature has work to be done, she creates a genius to do it.
When you have poison oak you love nature a little less.
Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.
Hope to see a better human nature on earth.