I like America's diversity and its landscapes.
It always amazes me when taking off from a stormy airport, how once you reach a certain altitude and get through the clouds, the sun shines as brightly as ever. If we learn to choose the experience of joy in our bodies, minds, hearts, and spirits, we...
I had come from wondrous lands, from landscapes more enchanting than life, but only to myself did I ever mention these lands, and I said nothing about the landscapes which I saw in dreams. My feet stepped like theirs over the floorboards and the flag...
If our well-being depends upon the interaction between events in our brains and events in the world, and there are better and worse ways to secure it, then some cultures will tend to produce lives that are more worth living than others; some politica...
The sea is a body in a thousand ways that don't add up, because adding is too stable a transaction for that flux, but the waves come in in a roar and then ebb, almost silent but for the faint suck of sand and snap of bubbles, over and over, a heartbe...
The sea is a body in a thousand ways that don't add up, because adding is too stable a transaction for that flux, but the waves come in in a roar and then ebb, almost silent but for the fain suck of sand and snap of bubbles, over and over, a heartbea...
I really do believe that art changes the landscape of the world.
Hope docks in my heart
Romance is one of the sacred temples that dot the landscape of life.
Any landscape is a condition of the spirit.
The landscapes were in my arms as I did it.
Memory is the fourth dimension to any landscape.
For me nature is not landscape, but the dynamism of visual forces.
The landscape of Texas is in all my work. It's that light; it's that sky.
I like to think about machines and technology in relation to landscape and architecture.
Poets make the best topographers.
Maybe black and white is the best medium for landscapes, I don't know.
The clear French landscape is as pure as a verse of Racine.
From the landscape: a sense of scale. From the dead: a sense of scale.
In the landscape of extinction, precision is next to godliness.
Alas! how little does the memory of these human inhabitants enhance the beauty of the landscape!
