There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature – the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.
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.
To me, a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.
In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they're still beautiful.