Acts of creation are ordinarily reserved for gods and poets, but humbler folk may circumvent this restriction if they know how. To… — Aldo Leopold Copy Share Image
“When I show up at a networking event, I’m like a tree in a forest. Sure, I look like everybody else, but… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“every tree with seed in its fruit. You shall have them for food. 30And to every beast of the earth and to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I often imagine what our lives would be like without trees. We won't even dwell on the fact that our atmosphere would… — Alain Baraton Copy Share Image
“But the most astonishing thing about trees is how social they are. The trees in a forest care for each other, sometimes… — Peter Wohlleben Copy Share Image
“If we’re laying out a garden, planning one before the house, you know, and there you’ve a tree that’s stood for centuries… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
A dead tree, cut into planks and read from one end to the other, is a kind of line graph, with dates… — Alice Oswald Copy Share Image
In the United Kingdom, for example, the sheer overwhelming dominance of London makes it extremely for provincial cities to develop more than… — Peter Dicken Copy Share Image
When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold, Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“A wandering carpenter, called Stone, saw on his travels a gigantic old oak tree standing in a field near an earth-altar. The… — Chuang Tzu Copy Share Image
No white nor red was ever seen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these… — Andrew Marvell Copy Share Image
It's wrong to make a living off the theater. Theater should be supported, like redwood trees. You should make your living -… — Orson Bean Copy Share Image
Consider the many special delights a lawn affords: soft mattress for a creeping baby; worm hatchery for a robin; croquet or badminton… — Katharine Sergeant Angell White Copy Share Image
“My eyes blinked like a camera shutter clicking through the frames of my life, except the images were mismatched and haphazard: a… — Sarah Jio Copy Share Image
How true it is that our destinies are decided by nothings and that a small imprudence helped by some insignificant accident, as… — Henri Frederic Amiel Copy Share Image
“Back in Seven Trees, the remaining local males are hard at work. Some have fled, but most of the evacuees are female.… — Adrian Tchaikovsky Copy Share Image
Do you see that tree? It is dead but it still sways in the wind with the others. I think it would… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
“It's one thing to forbid the worship of a god, and another to command that it be forgotten. One day I found… — Sarah Micklem Copy Share Image
Until half a century ago, the Maures slopes had been silvery with olive trees, but in 1956 disaster struck. February frosts dropped… — Carol Drinkwater Copy Share Image
“The unknown grayish mystifying forest was benumbed into frost-covered cold, and the tremendous pines towering above the dark marshy soil resembled a… — Simona Panova Copy Share Image
I ask to be made beautiful like the trees are beautiful, each growing according to a unique plan. Lop off a limb… — Julia Cameron Copy Share Image
“Are we fruit of the same tree? No - Angela is everything I wanted to be and never was. What is she?… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
After music, trees are my passion. My great-grandfather was a forester, so maybe it is genetic. My father would take me for… — Krzysztof Penderecki Copy Share Image
“Then he had kept himself to himself, "in the way you might stick by a tree, which might be rotten, but at… — Thomas Bernhard Copy Share Image
That's the great thing about New Year's, you get to be a year older. For me, that wasn't such a joke, because… — Alan King Copy Share Image
There's a catharsis in cutting down trees. But there's absolutely none of that in picking cotton. It's maddening! It's fiddly, and it… — Chiwetel Ejiofor Copy Share Image
We are faced with having to learn again about interdependency and the need for rootedness after several centuries of having systematically-and proudly-dismantled… — Paul L Wachtel Copy Share Image
To her bier Comes the year Not with weeping and distress, as mortals do, But, to guide her way to it, All… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
The Admiral says that he never beheld so fair a thing: trees all along the river, beautiful and green, and different from… — Christopher Columbus Copy Share Image
Such do not always understand the authors whose names adorn their barren pages, and which are taken, too, from the third or… — Isaac D'Israeli Copy Share Image
“There, by that water which is also beyond, two black wings turn in their mirror, the mirror the tree makes above them,… — Michael Burkard Copy Share Image
The old dead trees are the most fascinating - the countless trees lying in the gullies and up the hills that fell… — Phillip Adams Copy Share Image
My wife Ann and I had been digging during the day, transplanting lilies from the front of this abandoned farmhouse back down… — Larry Towell Copy Share Image
Like a tree accepts all seasons, accept your suffering with grace. Good days, like sunshine, will help you bloom and prosper. Hard… — M O'zee Copy Share Image
“Can a person who has been brought up in the heart of a thick dark forest, where one has to beat a… — Audur Ava Olafsdottir Copy Share Image
“Ah, you may sit under them, yes. They cast a good shadow, cold as well-water; but that's the trouble, they tempt you… — Gerald Durrell Copy Share Image
“Some stories last many centuries, others only a moment. All alter over that lifetime like beach-glass, grow distant and more beautiful with… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
“The Fall, a time when the illusion of the Maya fades away, a freedom from the identification with the illusory persona. For… — Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache Copy Share Image
Now I realize that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise; and they drop their leaves… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“I have seen trees that survive fire. Their bark is burned and their limbs are dead branches. But hidden under that skeleton… — Holly Goldberg Sloan Copy Share Image
