Drive out nature with a pitchfork, and she will always come back. 

God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars.

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

Nature resolves everything into its component elements, but annihilates nothing.

We never are definitely right; we can only be sure we are wrong.

Those things are better which are perfected by nature than those which are finished by art.

Men argue, nature acts.