Mother Nature has made the world beautiful and it is because of her that the human beings can survive. However, at the same time nature’s fury can cause great destruction to human life
Nature is loved by what is best in us. It is loved as the city of God, although, or rather because there is no citizen.
The sunset is unlike anything that is underneath it: it wants men. And the beauty of nature must always seem unreal and mocking, until the landscape has human figures, that are as good as itself.
The rounded world is fair to see, Nine time folded in mystery: Though baffled seers cannot impart The secret of its laboring heart, Throb thine with Nature’s throbbing breast, And all is clear from east to west, Spirit that lurks each form within Beckons to spirit of its kin; Self-kindled every atom glows, And hints the future which it owes.