It can seem an amazing fact that laws of nature keep on holding, that the frame of nature does not fall apart.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature - the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.

The world would go on; man might die, but the earth still yielded up its abundance.

Nature is never finished.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find resources of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

What nature delivers to us is never stale. Because what nature creates has eternity in it.

Nature may not be benign, but she is reliable.

Nature is endlessly inventive, yet endlessly reinvents.

The continuity of life is never broken; the river flows onward and is lost to our sight, but under its new horizon it carries the same waters which it gathered under ours, and its unseen valleys are made glad by the offerings which are borne down to them from the past, — flowers, perchance, the germs of which its own waves had planted on the banks of Time.

Nature is always lovely, invincible, glad, whatever is done and suffered by her creatures. All scars she heals, whether in rocks or water or sky or hearts.

One, the lasting nature of life: Life may appear to be one span after another, arising and ceasing, however, within the arising and ceasing, there is its unchanging nature, which is always timeless, coexisting with space, and nature.

The voice of Nature loudly cries, And many a message from the skies, That something in us never dies.