Love is a young green willow shimmering at the bare wood's edge — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
I am a willow of the wilderness, Loving the wind that bent me. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“We are all dying, aren’t we, Willow, from the very moment we are born?” — Julie Ann Knudsen Copy Share Image
“Willow trees dipped their bare branches into pond water like girls testing the temperature with their toes.” — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
No matter how far back you cut a willow tree, it will never really die. — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“To completely understand me you must first accept that I am not you.” — Ross Caligiuri Copy Share Image
Everyone has a family tree; the Dawsons have one, it's a weeping willow. — Les Dawson Copy Share Image
“Alex resisted the urge to throw Seb off the balcony and see if he could fly.” — L.A. Weatherly Copy Share Image
“Secrets upon secrets were weaving into a strange and mysterious fabric that would ultimately clothe his future.” — Jesikah Sundin Copy Share Image
“If you feel like you don't fit into the world you inherited it is because you were born to help create a… — Ross Caligiuri Copy Share Image
Where shall the lover rest, Whom the fates sever From his true maiden's breast, Parted for ever? Where, through groves deep and… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“willow trees, willow trees they remind me of Desdemona I'm so damned literary and at the same time the waters rushing past… — Frank O'Hara Copy Share Image
“There's a willow tree that stands by my river She holds me in her arms when I am cold. And we listen… — Douglas Wood Copy Share Image
There was a willow hanging over the mill-pool and I learned to climb it. It belonged to a butcher on the Stratford… — J. R. R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
“My dream is to create something so beautiful that it encourages people to present the best version of themselves to me everywhere… — Ross Caligiuri Copy Share Image
“During Xtha-cka Zhi-ga The-the, the Killer of Flowers Moon. I will wade across the river of the blackfish, the otter, the beaver.… — David Grann Copy Share Image
Sweet to me was not the voice of man, But the wind's voice was understood by me. The burdocks and the nettles… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
The willow is my favorite tree. I grew up near one. It's the most flexible tree in nature and nothing can break… — Pink Copy Share Image
A framed photo on a dusty bookshelf caught his attention; he moved closer and picked it up silently. A small girl with… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I’m just scared, Willow. He was my best friend. He was my everything.” Saying the words out loud made my chest sting.… — Kandi Steiner Copy Share Image
There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; There with fantastic garlands did… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And I was right to be...to become a cutter, because maybe you think this doesn't look so bad, that girls cry, that… — Julia Hoban Copy Share Image
“...her hand closes on smooth metal. Her fingers test the sharpness of the edge. Perfect. It's a fresh blade. The girls' voices… — Julia Hoban Copy Share Image
“As the leaves randomly fell, she contemplated how they sacrificially gave up their essence to sustain new life. Or was it the… — Jesikah Sundin Copy Share Image
“Willow sees her before any of the others. A walking skeleton, the victim of some terrible wasting disease, like something out of… — Julia Hoban Copy Share Image
“As her feet beat the concrete ground beneath them, her chest began to ache. It had been a long time since she… — Ross Caligiuri Copy Share Image
“Rider scooped Willow into his arms and carried her outside to the nearest tree, Miriam right behind him. Awkwardly shifting his burden,… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“This time she is the one who leans forward. She is on her knees in front of him, grasping his shirt collar,… — Julia Hoban Copy Share Image
“The willow is full plumage and is no help, with its insinuating whispers. Rendevous, it says. Terraces; the sibilants run up my… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“They all seemed hungry, happy, and healthy enough in their buzzing—oh the days were hot, and the noise of bees filled the… — Janet Frame Copy Share Image
“Eleanor had heard talk of the rebellion that existed inside the city of Constance before. Most of the information she gathered was… — Ross Caligiuri Copy Share Image
“Living alone had made me sensitive. When Will was still at the farm, I didn't differentiate the scent of wild fennel from… — Louisa Morgan Copy Share Image
“In one picture, the pool was half hidden by a fringe of mace- weeds, and the dead willow was leaning across it… — Clark Ashton Smith Copy Share Image
“There is a willow grows aslant the brook that shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; therewith fantastic garlands did she… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
