Quotes about Nature
Yes, urge I do: warped chrysalis of what blind perfect seed: for who shall say what gnarled forgotten root might not bloom yet with some globed concentrate more globed and concentrate and heady-perfect because the neglected root was planted warped and lay not dead but merely slept forgot?
- William Faulkner
Caddy smelled like trees in the rain.
- William Faulkner
She smells like trees
- William Faulkner
When [God] aims for something to be always a-moving, He makes it longways, like a road or a horse or a wagon, but when He aims for something to stay put, He makes it up-and-down ways, like a tree or a man. . . . [I]f He'd a aimed for man to be always a-moving and going somewheres else, wouldn't He a put him longways on his belly, like a snake? It stands to reason He would. Anse in As I Lay Dying, pp. 34-5
- William Faulkner
Simon became inarticulate in his effort to express mankind's essential illness.
- William Golding
Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! You knew, didn't you?' said the head. For a moment or two the forest and all the other dimly appreciated places echoed with the parody of laughter. 'You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it's no go? Why things are what they are?
- William Golding
The candle-buds opened their wide white flowers... Their scent spilled out into the air and took possession of the island.
- William Golding
Lok was running as fast as he could. His head was down and he carried his thorn bush horizontally for balance and smacked the drifts of vivid buds aside with his free hand.
- William Golding
The boys were dancing. The pile was so rotten, and now so tinder-dry, that whole limbs yielded passionately to the yellow flames that poured upwards and shook a great beards of flame twenty feet in the air. For yards round the fire the heat was like a blow, and the breeze was a river of sparks. Trunks crumbled to a white dust.
- William Golding
The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way toward the lagoon.
- William Golding
Roger's arm was conditioned by a civilization that knew nothing of him and was in ruins.
- William Golding
There are two lives, the natural and the spiritual, and we must lose the one before we can participate in the other.
- William James