For Valentines Day: Fourteen lovely nature quotes.

One

"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says 'Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.'"

―Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

Two

"I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, 'This is what it is to be happy.'"

—Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Three

 "Not just beautiful, though—the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me."

—Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Four

 "'Is the spring coming?' he said. 'What is it like?' ...

'It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine, and things pushing up and working under the earth.'"

—Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

Five

"If we surrendered

to earth's intelligence

we could rise up rooted, like trees."

—Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God

Six

"The glitter in the sky looks as if I could scoop it all up in my hands and let the stars swirl and touch one another, but they are so distant, so very far apart, that they cannot feel the warmth of each other, even though they are made of burning."

—Beth Revis, Across the Universe

Seven

"This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls."

—John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir

Eight

"Snow was falling,

so much like stars

filling the dark trees

that one could easily imagine

its reason for being was nothing more

than prettiness."

—Mary Oliver, "Snowy Night"

Nine

 "But especially he loved to run in the dim twilight of the summer midnights, listening to the subdued and sleepy murmurs of the forest, reading signs and sounds as a man may read a book, and seeking for the mysterious something that called—called, waking or sleeping, at all times, for him to come."

—Jack London, The Call of the Wild

Ten

 "Quiet stars and the still of expectation. The eucalyptus branches heavy with evening dew, their feet shuffling woodchips, braiding eights in the silver grass, and edging hillocks from the first mulch of fall."

—Will Chancellor, A Brave Man Seven Storeys Tall

Eleven

"The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you can't."

—Christopher Paolini, Eragon

Twelve

"'To sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure, is the most perfect refreshment.'"

—Jane Austen, Mansfield Park

Thirteen

 "These people have learned not from books, but in the fields, in the wood, on the river bank. Their teachers have been the birds themselves, when they sang to them, the sun when it left a glow of crimson behind it at setting, the very trees, and wild herbs."

―Anton Chekhov, A Day in the Country

Fourteen

“My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.” 

― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet