Revenge is a kind of wild justice which the more a man's nature runs to the more ought law to weed it out.

It is not the language of painters but the language of nature which one should listen to the feeling for the things themselves for reality is more important than the feeling for pictures.

A happy life is one which is in accordance with its own nature.

I am in the habit of looking not so much to the nature of a gift as to the spirit in which it is offered.

The most beautiful as well as the most ugly inclinations of man are not part of a fixed biologically given human nature but result from the social process which creates man.

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.

I was trying to do too many things at the same time which is my nature. But I was enjoying it and I still do enjoy it.

The Artist is he who detects and applies the law from observation of the works of Genius whether of man or Nature. The Artisan is he who merely applies the rules which others have detected.

Nature puts no question and answers none which we mortals ask. She has long ago taken her resolution.

There are certain pursuits which if not wholly poetic and true do at least suggest a nobler and finer relation to nature than we know. The keeping of bees for instance.

For as the eyes of bats are to the blaze of day so is the reason in our soul to the things which are by nature most evident of all.

Nature is a mutable cloud which is always and never the same.

Man can never be a woman's equal in the spirit of selfless service with which nature has endowed her.

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.

We talk of our mastery of nature which sounds very grand but the fact is we respectfully adapt ourselves first to her ways.

The moment a little boy is concerned with which is a jay and which is a sparrow he can no longer see the birds or hear them sing.

My progress was rendered delightful by the sylvan elegance of the groves chearful meadows and high distant forests which in grand order presented themselves to view.

There is nothing in which the birds differ more from man than the way in which they can build and yet leave a landscape as it was before.

Those little nimble musicians of the air that warble forth their curious ditties with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art.

It is written on the arched sky it looks out from every star. It is the poetry of Nature it is that which uplifts the spirit within us.

Green is the prime color of the world and that from which its loveliness arises.

In these confused times the role of classical music is at the very core of the struggle to reassert cultural and ethical values that have always characterized our country and for which we have traditionally been honored and respected outside our shores.

I listen to crazy robust rock music where they sing their faces off and soul music which can be similar.

These seem to me so ambiguous so vague so easily misunderstood in comparison to genuine music which fills the soul with a thousand things better than words.