Atmosphere Quote by Gerald Durrell

How strange and awful is the synthesis of life and death in the gusty winds and falling leaves of an autumnal day!

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

“But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways I cannot…

— John Keats

The gloomy shade of death.

— William Shakespeare

Even your pity is like a blast of wind and the words you speak would strip a tree of its blossoms.

— Tulsidas

There are acacias, a graceful species amusingly devitalized by sentimentality, this kind drooping its leaves with the grace of a young widow bowed in…

— Rebecca West

“From the vast, invisible ocean of moonlight overhead fell, here and here, a slender, broken stream that seemed to plash against the intercepting branches…

— Ambrose Bierce

Imitate the magnificent trees that speak no word of their rapture, but only breathe largely the luminous breeze.

— D. H. Lawrence

The poetry of earth is never dead When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide I cooling trees, a voice…

— John Keats

I'm not asking you to describe the rain falling the night the archangel arrived; I'm demanding that you get me wet. Make up your…

— Eduardo Galeano

You've got to shake your fists at lightning now, you've got to roar like forest fire You've got to spread your light like blazes…

— Joni Mitchell

I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

What if the leaves were to fall a-weeping, and say, "It will be so painful for us to be pulled from our stalks, when…

— Henry Ward Beecher