Children And Nature Quotes by Anne Frank, Walt Whitman, Rachel Carson, Linda Hogan, Rabindranath Tagore, Claude Monet and many others.
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature.
There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story.
Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
The richness I achieve comes from nature, the source of my inspiration.
While cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
Passion is lifted from the earth itself by the muddy hands of the young; it travels along grass-stained sleeves to the heart. If we are going to save environmentalism and the environment, we must also save an endangered indicator species: the child in nature.
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.
If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement, and mystery of the world we live in.
Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons in stones. It is easier to get a spark out of a stone than a moral.
Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity.
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.
Teaching children about the natural world should be seen as one of the most important events in their lives.
Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.
