Robert Louis Stevenson Quotes

Man does find in Nature deliverance from himself, oblivion of his past, with peace and purity!

Step on the moist, pillowsoft earth, walking gingerly aside a weeping steam that calls your name, for it knows how to heal a wounded heart.

The restoration comes not only from the landscape and air, though they play their significant part, but from the people. I feel a strong need to be in New Hampshire for as much of the summer as I can manage it.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

Water is always a support or a healing thing apart from, you know, love or peace of mind.

You can't be unhappy in the middle of a big, beautiful river.

No matter what happens, I can go back to the mountains. I have nature and my wonderful friends and neighbors. I get so much by being there.

Nature recharges me.

I love the smell of rain, and I love the sound of the ocean waves.

We can never have enough of nature. We must be refreshed by the sight of inexhaustible vigor.

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.

I needed to be in the bush. There I find solitude and beauty and purity and focus. That's where my heart lies.

There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.

Looking out at the ocean, it's easy to feel small - and to imagine all your troubles, suddenly insignificant, slipping away. Earth's seven oceans seem vast and impenetrable, but a closer look tells another story.

I have never been in a natural place and felt that it was a waste of time. I never have. And it's a relief. If I'm walking around a desert or whatever, every second is worthwhile.

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.

But Portugal has a peaceful feel about it. I sit on the terrace overlooking the vineyard there and I feel cut off from the world. You need that sort of thing.

Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.

For me, my home is a peaceful place where I can rest, and it gives me back energy.

A love of nature is a consolation against failure.

To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.

Where there's tea there's hope.

The only place I've felt was really my home is my cabin up north. There's something in the water there that connects me to that place. There's also this sense of isolation and loneliness about it that I've never been able to shake.

Whenever I get fed up with life I love to go wandering in nature.

I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief... For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.