I suppose the important thing is frankly, darling, how nice you are to nature.

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I suppose the important thing is frankly, darling, how nice you are to nature.
Take up pen and write, follow the artist nature.
Somewhere within we reflected the beauty of nature.
Nature did remove my grief, and tranquilized my mind. The woods and clouds bade me peace. I resolve to remember the effect, the sublime ecstasy to the soul, the light and joy of nature.
Should you chance to vanish into nature, be as wild as you can be.
Reclusive by nature, writers favor to create a fantasy world.
Forget fate and nature, allow love to be the strongest.
I was wakened. My happiness does not interest him. I selfish, got up and left him. It's human nature.
Every detail, every moment it's all this! To explain why I know God exists.
The world is beautiful, it's not just city. Mountains, woods, animals, oceans - I could take you there.