#natur

The sky is the part of creation in which nature has done for the sake of pleasing man. ↗

— John Ruskin

#done #man #nature #part #pleasing

I've made an odd discovery. Every time I talk to a savant I feel quite sure that happiness is no longer a possibility. Yet when I talk with my gardener, I'm convinced of the opposite. ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#convinced #discovery #every #every time #feel

Not as a demonstrated natural law, but as a working hypothesis. ↗

— Henry Norris Russell

#hypothesis #law #natural #working

I think the darker aspect of my fiction-or anybody's fiction-is by its very nature somehow easier to talk about. ↗

— Richard Russo

#anybody #aspect #darker #easier #i

You know that a given in life in human nature, is that at a sporting event, a baseball game, a football game, you never introduce a politician, is because he'll be booed. I don't care if he's the most beloved person in the world, its part of the game. ↗

— Mark Russell

#baseball #baseball game #because #beloved #booed

I think that if people are instructed about anything, it should be about the nature of cruelty. And about why people behave so cruelly to each other. And what kind of satisfactions they derive from it. And why there is always a cost, and a price to be paid. ↗

— Richard Russo

#always #anything #behave #cost #cruelly

I think it would be harder for me not to write comedy because the comic view of things is the one that comes most naturally to me. ↗

— Richard Russo

#comedy #comes #comic #harder #i

As soon as I got out there I felt a strange relationship with the pitcher's mound. It was as if I'd been born out there. Pitching just felt like the most natural thing in the world. Striking out batters was easy. ↗

— Babe Ruth

#been #born #easy #felt #got

Night was falling. Birds were singing. Birds were, it occurred to me to say, enacting a frantic celebration of day's end. They were manifesting as the earth's bright-colored nerve endings, the sun's descent urging them into activity, filling them individually with life nectar, the life nectar then being passed into the world, out of each beak, in the form of that bird's distinctive song, which was, in turn, an accident of beak shape, throat shape, breast configuration, brain chemistry: some birds blessed in voice, others cursed; some squeaking, others rapturous. ↗

— George Saunders

#birds #evolution #nature #beauty

There is no God, Nature sufficeth unto herself; in no wise hath she need of an author. ↗

— Marquis de Sade

#god #hath #herself #nature #need