I can't think of a greater single vehicle to goodness and a better world than if everyone battled their own natures
Art grows out of modes of perception that make you feel and think. . . that hooks on to something deep-running in our natures.
Some natures are too good to be spoiled by praise.
Organized religions by their very natures are misleading.
Ill natures, the more you aske them, the more they stick.
I am not so much afraid of death, as ashamed thereof, 'tis the very disgrace and ignominy of our natures.
I learned to recognise the thorough and primitive duality of man; I saw that, of the two natures that contended in the field of my consciousness, even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both.
Until we begin to discover the national values that for centuries have allowed us to rise above our natures and act as civilized men and women, our country will continue to suffer the steady deterioration in standards that disturbs us all.
Force works on servile natures, not the free.
The diverse natures of men, combined with the necessity to satisfy in some manner the sentiment which desires them to be equal, has had the result that in the democracies they have endeavored to provide the appearance of power in the people and the reality of power in an elite.
We pine for kindred natures To mingle with our own.
The most gifted natures are perhaps also the most trembling.
Enthusiasm is a plant which grows variously in the varying soils of different natures.
When mankind pushes, natures sometimes pushes back
We are here to witness the creation and to abet it. We are here to notice each thing so each thing gets noticed. Together we notice not only each mountain shadow and each stone on the beach but, especially, we notice the beautiful faces and complex natures of each other. We are here to bring to consciousness the beauty and power that are around us and to praise the people who are here with us. We witness our generation and our times. We watch the weather. Otherwise, creation would be playing to an empty house.
As man sows, so shall he reap. In works of fiction, such men are sometimes converted. More often, in real life, they do not change their natures until they are converted into dust.
Simplicity is natures first step, and the last of art.
I like the tradition of ordinary men in extraordinary circumstances and how they react to events which force them to be heroic in a way that is not in their natures.
My imagination has always been inspired by nature’s vision
Love is Natures second sun.