Lord Byron Quotes

The Amen of nature is always a flower.

The fields and the flowers and the beautiful faces are not ours, as the stars and the hills and the sunlight are not ours, but they give us fresh and happy thoughts.

Wherever men are noble, they love bright colour; and wherever they can live healthily, bright colour is given them—in sky, sea, flowers, and living creatures.

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

Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.

Nature's beauty is a gift that cultivates appreciation and gratitude.

Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.

He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.

Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery

I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me.

By all means never fail to get all the sunshine and fresh air you can.

O flower-de-luce, bloom on, and let the river Linger to kiss thy feet! O flower of song, bloom on, and make forever The world more fair and sweet.

Like a great poet, Nature produces the greatest results with the simplest means. These are simply a sun, trees, flowers, water and love.

No monster vibration, no snake universe hallucinations. Many tiny jeweled violet flowers along the path of a living brook that looked like Blake's illustration for a canal in grassy Eden: huge Pacific watery shore, Orlovsky dancing naked like Shiva long-haired before giant green waves, titanic cliffs that Wordsworth mentioned in his own Sublime, great yellow sun veiled with mist hanging over the planet's oceanic horizon. No harm.

As long as the hummingbird had not abandoned the land, somewhere there were still flowers, and they could all go on.

The indescribable innocence of and beneficence of Nature,-of sun and wind and rain, of summer and winter,-such health, such cheer, they afford forever!

A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.

As long as there are flowers and children and birds in the world, have no fears: everything will be fine.

How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!

Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.

In Nature, all is useful, all is beautiful

The frost makes a flower, the dew makes a star.

Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own.

it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower.