Hamdi Ulukaya Quotes

Far from the madding crowd’s ignoble strife …

The man of humanity delights in mountains

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I like to fish. Fishing is always a way of relaxing.

At home, I love reaching out into that absolute silence, when you can hear the owl or the wind.

Nature is our chapel.

There's nothing like the peace of the countryside, the quiet and the lack of distraction. It helps you to focus your mind.

Cross the meadow and the stream and listen as the peaceful water brings peace upon your soul.

What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt - it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else.

I love Ireland. I feel very at peace there. It's just magical and beautiful.

It's wonderful to be back. Back among the mountains that remind us of our vulnerability, our ultimate lack of control over the world we live in. Mountains that demand humility, and yield so much peace in return.

I like, very much, nature. Since I'm always together with people, I like to retreat.

While growing up, I used to go to the beach, as I used to find peace there.

I just love being in the middle of nowhere.

I need my outdoors, my comfort.

I always see gardening as escape, as peace really. If you are angry or troubled, nothing provides the same solace as nurturing the soil.

I'm happier in a garden.

There was a beautiful feeling of calm in my groin, a sense of peace so remarkable it was almost ecstasy——anyone who' suffered bad pain and then recovered will know what I'm talking about.

When your life is working there will be an absence of drama

When all within is peace How nature seems to smile Delights that never cease The live-long day beguile

Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns.

Often I have been exhausted on trout streams, uncomfortable, wet, cold, briar scarred, sunburned, mosquito bitten, but never, with a fly rod in my hand have I been less than in a place that was less than beautiful.

I feel much more comfortable either up in a tree, or underwater. That's where I feel the most zen.