Enlightenment is like witnessing the brilliant sun for the first time in the morning. It is like seeing the beautiful flowers that… — Chogyam Trungpa Copy Share Image
I have no ear for music. When I attend a concert, I endeavor gamely to follow the sequence and relationship of sounds… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
The relaxation should not be a method. You should not relax through a Yoga posture. This very understanding is relaxing, this very… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
We long for our father. We wear his clothes, and actually try to fill his shoes. . . . We hang on… — Frank Pittman Copy Share Image
The thorn tree just began to bud And greening stained the sheltering hedge, An many a violet beside the wood Peeped blue… — John Clare Copy Share Image
Outside Buckingham Palace, the Royal Standard flies only when the reigning monarch is in residence. Sadly, there's no similar flag outside The… — Steve Rushin Copy Share Image
When we learn how to store electricity, we will cease being apes ourselves; until then we are tailless orangutans. You see, we… — Thomas A. Edison Copy Share Image
Beneath our feet a fairy pathway flows, The grass still glitters in the summer breeze, The dusky wood, and distant copse appear,… — Robert Montgomery Copy Share Image
I spent my twenties not really participating in the work force in any real way. I acted a tiny bit, but that… — Gaby Hoffmann Copy Share Image
And Hermione was struggling to her feet in the wreckage, and three red-headed men were grouped on the ground where the wall… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Suppose you were to come upon someone in the woods working feverishly to saw down a tree. "What are you doing?" you… — Stephen Covey Copy Share Image
From across the woods, as if by common accord, birds left their trees and darted upward. I joined them, flew amount them,… — George Saunders Copy Share Image
“Until we understand what the land is, we are at odds with everything we touch. And to come to that understanding it… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
No, what worries me is that I might in a sense adapt to this environment and come to be comfortable here and… — Theodore Kaczynski Copy Share Image
When my hoe tinkled against the stones, that music echoed to the woods and the sky, and was an accompaniment to my… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
His whole being radiates a pure, wild sweetness, flitting through night woods with little melodious cries, on some cryptic errand. There is… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
The grey nurse resumed her knitting as Peter Walsh, on the hot seat beside her, began snoring. In her grey dress, moving… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The true husbandman will cease from anxiety, as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the woods will bear chestnuts this year or… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I liked Bugs Bunny. He was pretty good. He's annoying as a duck and he's anti-proletarian. Daffy Duck I couldn't see what… — Russell Brand Copy Share Image
By the grey woods, by the swamp, where the toad and newt encamp, by the dismal tarns and pools, where dwell the… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
The groves were God's first temple. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
"Dollhouse" was really insane. We shot it at this top house studio in Brookyln. It was really cool. I designed a mini… — Melanie Martinez Copy Share Image
Do you know how the naturalist learns all the secrets of the forest, of plants, of birds, of beasts, of reptiles, of… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“The Flowers All the names I know from nurse: Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse, Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock, And the Lady Hollyhock. Fairy… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
My father was a really sharp cartoonist and filmmaker. He used to tape-record the family surreptitiously, either while we were driving around… — Matt Groening Copy Share Image
This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes, Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The cat will keep his side of the bargain. He will kill mice, and he will be kind to babies when he… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
I have been called an eco-designer simply because I use wood. But I am not an eco-designer, nor does the use of… — David Trubridge Copy Share Image
I'm just glad to see that Pete (Sampras) shut everyone up last year. That was satisfying. You can't bag on guys like… — Andy Roddick Copy Share Image
The King beneath the mountains, The King of carven stone, The lord of silver fountains Shall come into his own! His crown… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When a female character sets herself on fire in an effort to interrupt her culture's violent abuse of disenfranchised people, or physically… — Lidia Yuknavitch Copy Share Image
What has become clear to me is that it is not the inherent nature of being gay that causes such a reduced… — Andrew Solomon Copy Share Image
Why are we such tortured human beings, with tears in our eyes and false laughter on our lips? If you could walk… — Jiddu Krishnamurti Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t a religious man, but something about the woods at night always struck me. Surrounded by the crystal quiet, the ancient… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“I’ve heard this sound before, she realized, her entire body tingling. She’d caught glimpses of it, like a distant haunting refrain, in… — Meagan Spooner Copy Share Image
Strange that so few ever come to the woods to see how the pine lives and grows and spires, lifting its evergreen… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
There is no one who has cooked but has discovered that each particular dish depends for its rightness upon some little point… — Hilaire Belloc Copy Share Image
I am alarmed when it happens that I have walked a mile into the woods bodily, without getting there in spirit. In… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
the various earth odors all have a separate tale to tell, and the leaf mold of the woods bears a wholly different… — Mabel Osgood Wright Copy Share Image
When I was little, we lived on 8 acres and my mom had a horse. But when I was 7, my mom… — Bonnie Jo Campbell Copy Share Image
