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
Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
If you will stay close to nature, to its simplicity, to the small things hardly noticeable, those things can unexpectedly become great and immeasurable
— Rainer Maria Rilke
As a child, one has that magical capacity to move among the many eras of the earth; to see the land as an animal does; to experience the sky from the perspective of a flower or a bee; to feel the earth quiver and breathe beneath us; to know a hundred different smells of mud and listen unselfconsciously to the soughing of the trees.
— Valerie Andrews
And into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul.
— John Muir
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon the verdant hills is the most perfect refreshment.
— Jane Austen