Nature is probably quite indifferent to the aesthetic preferences of mathematicians.

I saw the spiders marching through the air, Swimming from tree to tree that mildewed day In latter August when the hay Came creaking to the barn. But where The wind is westerly, Where gnarled November makes the spiders fly Into the apparitions of the sky, They purpose nothing but their ease and die Urgently beating east to sunrise and the sea.

Some people mistakenly think nature is very nice and benevolent and never betrays.

Nature tells every secret once.

Global warming is real and human activity is the main cause. The consequences are mainly negative and headed toward catastrophic, unless we act. However, the good news is that we can meet this challenge. It is not too late, and we have everything we need to get started.

It is the abiding concern of thinking people to preserve what keeps men human-to save our contact with nature of which we are a part.