She padded toward Han, barefoot, like a faerie startled out of a forest bower, bewitching mix of clan and flatland beauty. — Cinda Williams Chima Copy Share Image
For myself, solitude is rather like a folded-up forest that I carry with me everywhere and unfurl around myself when I have… — Clarissa Pinkola Estes Copy Share Image
The media only writes about the sinners and the scandals, he said, but that's normal, because 'a tree that falls makes more… — Pope Francis Copy Share Image
Owl,' said Rabbit shortly, 'you and I have brains. The others have fluff. If there is easy thinking to be done in… — A. A. Milne Copy Share Image
Anything that's left that's remotely like wilderness should be left strictly alone. We have no business there any more. It's not going… — Bill Mollison Copy Share Image
You will find the way, daughter of the forest. Through grief and pain, through many trials, through betrayal and loss, your feet… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
The establishment of an American Soviet government will involve the confiscation of large landed estates in town and country, and also, the… — William Z. Foster Copy Share Image
If you're in a forest, the quality of the echo is very strange because echoes back off so many surfaces of all… — Brian Eno Copy Share Image
Spindly branches of buttercups were secreted among gleaming stems still moist at the roots from last night's rain that had washedand refreshed… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
There is fire and fire: The fire that burns and the fire that gives warmth, a fire that sets a forest ablaze… — Gilbert Adair Copy Share Image
Find a day for yourself-better yet, late at night. Go to the forest or to the field, or lock yourself in a… — Nachman of Breslov Copy Share Image
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My mind was blown by how much I felt I was like Peeta. We shot in the forest near Asheville, North Carolina-a… — Josh Hutcherson Copy Share Image
My father had been a forester and I had grown up on those hills. I had seen forests and streams disappear. I… — Vandana Shiva Copy Share Image
We do not know our own souls, let alone the souls of others. Human beings do not go hand in hand the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
When we think back to our forefathers, with their sedentary lives of forest-chopping, railroad-building, fortune-founding, their fox-hunting and Indian taming, their prancing… — Robert Benchley Copy Share Image
A choir of seedlings arching their necks out of rotted tree stumps, sucking life out of death. I am the forest's conscience,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Its not about learning to trust. Its about learning what it is I place my trust in and why. Its like learning… — Bashar al-Assad Copy Share Image
I've lived in Forest Hill Village, Riverdale, Summerhill, The Annex and Cabbagetown. Finding the right neighbourhood fit in Toronto is only slightly… — Andy Barrie Copy Share Image
My progress was rendered delightful by the sylvan elegance of the groves, chearful meadows, and high distant forests, which in grand order… — William Bartram Copy Share Image
If you just take a single human and put him or her in the forest he or she might not do very… — Bill Nye Copy Share Image
There was once a bundle of matches, and they were frightfully proud because of their high origin. Their family tree, that is… — Hans Christian Andersen Copy Share Image
“In the beginning I gave you paper for books, fruits for food, roots, bark and leaves for medicine, and I gave you… — Paul Bamikole Copy Share Image
If I try to articulate every little detail in a drawing, it would be like missing the forest for the trees, so… — Jeff Koons Copy Share Image
When I had journeyed half of our life's way, I found myself within a shadowed forest, for I had lost the path… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
We lose our souls if we lose the experience of the forest, the butterflies, the song of the birds, if we can't… — Thomas Berry Copy Share Image
On the screen I saw tanks rolling through dusty streets, and fallen buildings, and forests of unfamiliar trees into which East Pakistani… — Jhumpa Lahiri Copy Share Image
We have become great because of the lavish use of our resources ... But the time has come to inquire seriously what… — Theodore Roosevelt Copy Share Image
I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
If we moved from industrialized agriculture to re-localized organic agriculture, we could sequester about one quarter of the carbon moving into the… — Winona LaDuke Copy Share Image
Sleep in my arms. Like a baby bird. Like a broom among brooms... in a broom closet. Like a tiny parrot. Like… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
By eating meat we share responsibility for causing climate change, the destruction of our forests, and the poisoning of our air and… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
An ancient gnarled tree: Too fibrous for a logger's saw, Too twisted to fit a carpenter's square, Outlasts the whole forest. — Ming-Dao Deng Copy Share Image
The lily in splendor, the vine in her grace, The fox in the forest, all had their desire, As then I had… — Ruth Pitter Copy Share Image
What we are doing to the forests of the world is but a mirror reflection of what we are doing to ourselves… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If you daren't enter the forest, or cannot find it, then perhaps you might find one tree, or a place where a… — Viggo Mortensen Copy Share Image
The fire of the forest burns trees to ashes. Even expensive sandalwood tree which is endowed with qualities of cooling and fragrance,… — Chanakya Copy Share Image
In the old days, Zen was not really practiced so much in a monastery. The Zen Master usually lived up on a… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
But the world did not match the picture in my head, and instead I was with a strange, uncombed person, overlooking a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
September is the time to begin again. In the country, when I could smell the wood-smoke in the forest, and the curtains… — Eleanor Perenyi Copy Share Image
