Francis Parkman Quotes

Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.

There's a whole range of words that people use about landscape. Pastoral? Idyll? I can't stand them.

Exuberance is beauty.

Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.

Being in New Zealand, which is incredibly beautiful - I think it's paradise - it's just the perfect place. Everything about it I love, and I would love to live there.

I like things bright.

What I wanted to do was to paint sunlight on the side of a house.

New Zealand was one of the most beautiful countries to drive through for the scenery and the vast scale of the place.

I don't know what you could say about a day in which you have seen four beautiful sunsets.

How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!

The ideal has many names, and beauty is but one of them.

I like a certain grandeur to a landscape, which both the Arctic and coastal BC have. I like it to be at all times clear that people aren't the dominant fact of a particular geography.

Peter, of the three of us, was our prince. He seemed so timeless. He had such elan and style.

A horse is a thing of beauty... none will tire of looking at him as long as he displays himself in his splendor.

My music is bejewelled, it's colourful, it's romantic, it shines.

We have chased away the clouds, the sky is all 'rose.'

The view outside was much more important than the exhibits.

Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty?

I have been overcome by the beauty and richness of our life together, those early mornings setting out, those evenings gleaming with rivers and lakes below us, still holding the last light.

… as fair a land as was ever trodden by the foot of man.

No traveler, whether a tree lover or not, will ever forget his first walk in a sugar-pine forest. The majestic crowns approaching one another make a glorious canopy, through the feathery arches of which the sunbeams pour, silvering the needles and gilding the stately columns and the ground into a scene of enchantment.

I love watching the sunrise and sunset and the sky, the birds.

It is the sky that makes the earth so lovely at sunrise, and so splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes over the earth the crystal-like ether, in the other the liquid gold.

He was golden and beautiful as a sunset.

Bright, white coming alive jumping off of the aerial All the time it's a changing, like now.