Nature is the source of all true knowledge. She has her own logic, her own laws, she has no effect without cause nor invention without necessity.
Nature is God's first missionary. Where there is no Bible there are sparkling stars. Where there are not preachers there are spring times... If a person has nothing but nature, then nature is enough to reveal something about God.
Simply follow nature, Rousseau declares. Sade, laughing grimly, agrees.
Read nature; nature is a friend to truth.
Often, even if I'm struggling with a decision or something, if I just go out into the ocean, that answer will come without thinking about it too much.
I studiously avoided all so-called "holy men." I did so because I had to make do with my own truth, not accept from others what I could not attain on my own. I would have felt it as a theft had I attempted to learn from the holy men and to accept their truth for myself. Neither in Europe can I make any borrowings from the East, but must shape my life out of myself-out of what my inner being tells me, or what nature brings to me.
He who takes nature for his guide, is not easily beaten out of his argument
If you work with love and intelligence, you develop a kind of armour against people's opinions, just because of the sincerity of your love for nature and art. Nature is also severe and, to put it that way, hard, but never deceives and always helps you to move forward.
The most perfect guide is nature. Continue without fail to draw something every day.
In order to make progress, there is only nature, and the eye is turned through contact with her.
Living Nature, not dull art Shall plan my ways and rule my Heart.
Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do.
So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest so gently, that we go, Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay, Being too full of sleep to understand How far the unknown transcends the what we know.
To frame the little animal, provide All the gay hues that wait on female pride: Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire The shining bellies of the fly require; The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail, Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail.
In her experience all her friends relied, Heaven was her help and nature was her guide.
Momo listened to everyone and everything - even to the rain and the wind and the pine trees - and all of them spoke to her after their own fashion.
Nature has her own best mode of doing each thing, and she has somewhere told it plainly, if we will keep our eyes and ears open. If not, she will not be slow in undeceiving us, when we prefer our own way to hers.
The lessons we learn from the wild become the etiquette of freedom.
Lightning my pilot sits; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls at fits; Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream The Spirit he loves remains; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Some determined advocates of the vegetable system maintain, that the teeth and stomach of the monkey correspond, in structure, very closely with that of man, yet it lives on fruits - therefore if man followed nature, he would live on fruits and vegetables. But though the anatomical likeness between man and monkeys is striking, yet it is not complete; the difference may be and doubtless is precisely that which makes a difference of diet necessary to nourish and develope their dissimilar natures. Those who should live as the monkeys do would most closely resemble them.
Reach me a gentian, give me a torch! let me guide myself with the blue, forked torch of this flower
He lived according to the laws of instinct and of the innocent and wise conduct that nature impressed upon him in the cradle.
He wrote about the Sauk, Potawatomi, and Menominee villages of Wisconsin.
The philosopher is Nature's pilot.
You will find something more in woods than in books. Trees and stones will teach you that which you can never learn from masters.
Follow humbly wherever and to whatever abyss Nature leads, or you shall learn nothing.