“There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature.”

In nature nothing exists alone.

If there is poetry in my book about the sea, it is not because I deliberately put it there, but because no one could write truthfully about the sea and leave out the poetry.

Drink in the beauty and wonder at the meaning of what you see.

Beginnings are apt to be shadowy.

Those who love and free nature are never alone.

Then the song of a whitethroat, pure and ethereal, with the dreamy quality of remembered joy.

We still talk in terms of conquest. We still haven’t become mature enough to think of ourselves as only a tiny part of a vast and incredible universe.

To understand the living present, and the promise of the future, it is necessary to remember the past.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

A child’s world is fresh and new and beautiful, full of wonder and excitement. It is our misfortune that for most of us that clear-eyed vision, that true instinct for what is beautiful, is dimmed and even lost before we reach adulthood.

The real wealth of the Nation lies in the resources of the earth – soil, water, forests, minerals, and wildlife.

Beginnings are apt to be shadowy and so it is the beginnings of the great mother life, the sea.

The discipline of the writer is to learn to be still and listen to what his subject has to tell him.

It is not half so important to know as to feel.

For all at last return to the sea- to Oceanus, the ocean river, like the ever-flowing stream of time, the beginning and the end.

The lasting pleasures of contact with the natural world are not reserved for scientists but are available to anyone who will place himself under the influence of earth, sea and sky and their amazing life.

If you are alone you belong entirely to yourself.

You throw thorns, falling in my silence they become flowers.

He who is unable to live in society, or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself, must be either a beast or a god.

My expectations were reduced to zero when I was 21. Everything since then has been a bonus.

What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.

I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control.

One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.

You have made some mistakes and you may not be where you want to be, but that has nothing to do with your future.