Ralph Hodgson Quotes

He who loves not flowers, has lost all love and fear of God.

One can enjoy a rainbow without necessarily forgetting the forces that made it.

One of the things I associate with God is a sunrise. How many sunrises have you missed over the years, and God created that?

A lot of people attack the sea, I make love to it.

After all, I don't see why I am always asking for private, individual, selfish miracles when every year there are miracles like white dogwood.

Art is nature speeded up and God slowed down.

I have lived pain, and my life can tell: I only deepen the wound of the world when I neglect to give thanks the heavy perfume of wild roses in early July and the song of crickets on summer humid nights and the rivers that run and the stars that rise and the rain that falls and all the good things that a good God gives.

A child does not notice the greatness and the beauty of nature and the splendor of God in his works.

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

If you understand how a rainbow works, it does not make it less magnificent; it makes it more magnificent.

When I pray, I always thank Mother Nature for all the beauty in the world. It's about having an attitude of gratitude.

My soul can find no staircase to Heaven unless it be through Earth's loveliness.

The moments that I feel the most imbued with a sense of awe are always the moments when I am outdoors. I can't help but feel a certain sense of wonder - I become almost filled with it.

Wherever you go, man-made things are man-made, but you’ve got to get out and see God’s beauty of the world.

I like to look at a tree and see that it's love. Don't you?

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.

People travel to marvel at the mountains, seas, rivers and stars and they pass right by themselves without astonishment.

Lord, make us mindful of the little things that grow and blossom in these days to make the world beautiful for us.

I know there is poor and hideous suffering, and I've seen the hungry and the guns that go to war. I have lived pain, and my life can tell: I only deepen the wound of the world when I neglect to give thanks for early light dappled through leaves and the heavy perfume of wild roses in early July and the song of crickets on humid nights and the rivers that run and the stars that rise and the rain that falls and all the good things that a good God gives.

The wren and the nightingale sound nothing alike, but think how dull the world would be without the songs of both birds.-Miss Kanagawa

It seems as if the day was not wholly profane in which we have given heed to some natural object.

Liesel crossed the bridge over the Amper River. The water was glorious and emerald and rich. She could see the stones at the bottom and hear the familiar song of water. The world did not deserve such a river.

All that we behold is full of blessings.

Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.