Many animals even now spring out of the soil, Coalescing from the rains and the heat of the sun. Small wonder, then,… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
“And yet, in Raissa, at every moment there is a child in a window who laughs seeing a dog that has jumped… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Why can't we be friends now?" said the other, holding him affectionately. "It's what I want. It's what you want." But the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“As avian diversity declined in the United States, specialist species like woodpeckers and rails disappeared, while generalist species like American robins and… — Sonia Shah Copy Share Image
Have you heard about the morning after pill, or what I like to call breakfast in bed. Well have you heard about… — Daniel Tosh Copy Share Image
Sometimes I come across a tree which seems like Buddha or Jesus: loving, compassionate, still, unambitious, enlightened, in eternal meditation, giving pleasure… — Satish Kumar Copy Share Image
I was very into animals and nature, and really obsessed with cats and monkeys. I used to play in the woods, wander… — Tig Notaro Copy Share Image
Even a stone, and more easily a flower or a bird, could show you the way back to God, to the Source,… — Eckhart Tolle Copy Share Image
Never to have seen anything but the temperate zone is to have lived on the fringe of the world. Between the Tropic… — David Fairchild Copy Share Image
The civilized people of today look back with horror at their medieval ancestors who wantonly destroyed great works of art or sat… — Theodore Roosevelt Copy Share Image
“No sooner were they drowsing pleasantly than the Magenpies would start the food call, one doing the hiccoughs while the other did… — Gerald Durrell Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the woodpecker will show up just to stimulate new rhythms. Rhythm is a powerful means of affecting the physical energies. Sometimes… — Ted Andrews Copy Share Image
...and the cries of the birds and the uproar of the monkeys became more and more remote, and the world became eternally… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
'Flappy Bird' was one of those phenomena. If we could all build one now, we would. Probably a bunch of us are… — Chris DeWolfe Copy Share Image
Celebration is without any cause. Celebration is simply because we are. We are made out of the stuff called celebration.That's our natural… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
I've just been playing the Trout Quintet on the phonograph. Listening to the andantino makes me want to be a trout myself.… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
Golden eagles have an interesting way of mating, where they connect in the air while flying at eighty miles an hour and… — Ellen DeGeneres Copy Share Image
That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The endless, useless urge to look on life comprehensively, to take a bird's-eye view of ourselves and judge the dimensions of what… — Christian Wiman Copy Share Image
“About novel Imperfect Birds by Anne Lamott. Q: What does the title "Imperfect Birds" mean? It's a line from a poem by… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
[The Yellow Birds] is based on a novel written by Kevin Powers, who is an Iraq War vet. I play a soldier… — Alden Ehrenreich Copy Share Image
There appears to be a deeply embedded uneasiness in our culture about throwing away junk that can be reused. Perhaps, in part,… — William Booth Copy Share Image
You’re just a young kid. What are you doin’ here? You oughta be out in a convertible, why… bird-doggin’ chicks and bangin’… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
When things fall apart, the children of the land scurry and scatter like birds escaping a burning sky…They will never be the… — NoViolet Bulawayo Copy Share Image
Winter has caused damage everywhere: meadow and forest are all grey, where before you heard many sounds. If I could see the… — Walther von der Vogelweide Copy Share Image
On summer evenings, when every flower, and tree, and bird, might have better addressed my soft young heart, I have in my… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
But I understand now what Tori said about her tattoo representing a fear she overcame-a reminder of where she was, as well… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring's unclouded weather,… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
With the wings of a bird and the heart of a man he compass'd his flight, And the cities and seas, as… — Ernest Rhys Copy Share Image
“Then suddenly he was aware of a man clothed in white who watched him through the falling water of the fountain. As… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“I dreamed you a field of running horses, Selah. For you, Bianca, a balloon the size of the sky, my body a… — Shane Jones Copy Share Image
A single note, held in an amber suspension of time, like a charcoal drawing of Icarus falling. It was sad and fierce… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
Lying under an acacia tree with the sound of the dawn around me, I realized more clearly the facts that man should… — Charles Lindbergh Copy Share Image
Listen, the environmental movement is not about protecting the fishes and the birds so much as recognizing that nature is the infrastructure… — Robert F. Kennedy, Jr Copy Share Image
She tapped on the window with her embossed hairbrush. They were too far off to hear. The drone of the trees was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
All is going on as it was wont. The waves are hoarse with repetition of their mystery; the dust lies piled upon… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
There were times when I could not afford to sacrifice the bloom of the present moment to any work, whether of head… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
To stand at the edge of the sea, to sense the ebb and flow of the tides, to feel the breath of… — Rachel Carson Copy Share Image
Atheism is so senseless & odious to mankind that it never had many professors. Can it be by accident that all birds… — Isaac Newton Copy Share Image
I went to the springs while the sun was still up, and sitting on a rocky outcrop above the cave mouth I… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image