Come into our home, daughters of Earth; dwell in our tunnels, harvest our fields; what we cannot do, you are now our… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
“Animals had returned to what was left of the forest...clusters of orange butterflies exploded off the blackish purple piles of bear sign… — Denis Johnson Copy Share Image
“Humility is the luxurious art of reducing ourselves to a point, not to a small thing or a large one, but to… — G.K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
In rally, you come over a hill, full-lock drift, between a gate. You've got a 100-foot cliff on one side, you might… — Travis Pastrana Copy Share Image
When I was born, my parents and my mother's parents planted a dogwood tree in the side yard of the large white… — John Updike Copy Share Image
This hill crossed with broken pines and maples lumpy with the burial mounds of uprooted hemlocks (hurricane of '38) out of their… — Grace Paley Copy Share Image
“summer ends and autumn begins. The trees retract their sap in a hurry and the resulting bright colours must be a panic-stricken… — Linda Gillard Copy Share Image
“When all the world is old, lad, And all the trees are brown; And all the sport is stale, lad, And all… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“• He looked like a man cut away from the stake, when the fire has overrunningly wasted all the limbs without consuming… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“35. And We said: "O Adam! Dwell you and your wife in the Paradise and eat both of you freely with pleasure… — Dr Muhammad Muhsin Khan Copy Share Image
Catch a vista of maples in that long light and you see Autumn glowing through the leaves… The promise of gold and… — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
“ To Sycamores I’m sick of Love; O let me lie Under your shades, to sleep or die! Either is welcome; so… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Nature is a tenacious recycler, every dung heap and fallen redwood tree a bustling community of saprophytes wresting life from the dead… — Natalie Angier Copy Share Image
“For mile after mile the strangler vines choked the sal trees, one grey trunk encircling another, until the whole jungle resembled some… — M.J. Carter Copy Share Image
“Centuries have passed since the discourse on the Mount of Olives, but still the intimations which our Lord gave have not taken… — Dalton Lifsey Copy Share Image
“A Dream Pang I HAD withdrawn in forest, and my song Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway; And to the… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“Mum: I loved watching you work on it because you were concentrating so hard and it looked like you were enjoying it.… — Laura Markham Copy Share Image
“For instance, in one corner of the Eastern Galactic Arm lies the large forest planet Oglaroon, the entire “intelligent” population of which… — Douglas Adams Copy Share Image
“The Lacandones have a prophecy that the world will be destroyed when the last mahogany tree is gone. The mahogany is the… — Ralph Metzner Copy Share Image
“A certain king had a beautiful garden, and in the garden stood a tree which bore golden apples. These apples were always… — Jacob Grimm Copy Share Image
I watch people throw aluminum cans in the trash, and I think of all the stories I've heard about the over-mining of… — Dar Williams Copy Share Image
“The creeks wend between beech trees, then end where freshets feed the meres (there, the speckled perch teem; there, the freckled newts… — Christian Bök Copy Share Image
“In clear-cutting, he said, you clear away the natural forest, or what the industrial forester calls "weed trees," and plant all one… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“My father had a healthy disregard for social conventions: he once let me paint the house windows in rainbows with my watercolor… — Jennifer Dubois Copy Share Image
The tree of love its roots hath spread Deep in my heart, and rears its head; Rich are its fruits: they joy… — Francis of Assisi Copy Share Image
“I remember you as the wind that breathes upon the forest The murmur of leaves rustling The rays of the sun. I… — P. C. Cast Copy Share Image
You know, it's kind of hard because I really - I see kids on their Rollerblades and their bikes, and just running… — Mattie Stepanek Copy Share Image
“Two Trees A portion of your soul has been entwined with mine A gentle kind of togetherness, while separately we stand. As… — Janet Miles Copy Share Image
Walking on willow tree roads by a river dappled with peach blossoms, I look for spring light, but am everywhere lost. Birds… — Wang Wei Copy Share Image
There was a man that hated his footprints and his shadow, so one day he thought that if he ran fast enough,… — Benjamin Hoff Copy Share Image
If we represent knowledge as a tree, we know that things that are divided are yet connected. We know that to observe… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
“Everybody talks about the need to plant trees, but trees can’t take in all that carbon, nor do they have the ‘pulsing’… — Judith D. Schwartz Copy Share Image
Once you change the technology - from a film camera to a video camera, or from an 8-mm camera to 16 mm… — Jonas Mekas Copy Share Image
“The space reminded me of the small hay-bale clubhouses and scrap-wood tree forts that my brothers and I had made as kids… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“If you're looking at a single withered tree, it can seem like a grievous wound to the forest. But from the forest's… — Isuna Hasekura Copy Share Image
Old age is a flight of small cheeping birds skimming bare trees above a snow glaze. Gaining and failing they are buffeted… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
We were raised without movies, theater or music. We had only nature, the hills, the trees. When I got on the set… — Emmanuelle Beart Copy Share Image
“Planting trees, I myself thought for a long time, was a feel-good thing, a nice but feeble response to our litany of… — Jim Robbins Copy Share Image
“The redwoods, once seen, leave a mark or create a vision that stays with you always. No one has ever successfully painted… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image