“Four feet on the ground, a head full of foliage, looking at the world through the heart...” — Elizabeth Gilbert Copy Share Image
Research cannot be forced very much. There is always danger of too much foliage and too little fruit. — Theobald Smith Copy Share Image
Rise and put on your foliage, and be seen To come forth, like the springtime, fresh and green — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
“Facts are the barren branches on which we hang the dear, obscuring foliage of our dreams.” — Natalie Babbitt Copy Share Image
Sex is the root of which intuition is the foliage and beauty is the flower. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Weak mortals, chained to the earth, creatures of clay as frail as the foliage of the woods, you unfortunate race, whose life… — Aristophanes Copy Share Image
“The shape of remembrance etched in the body's exertion, first leaf, then foliage. Even the cathedral with an empty backyard at night… — Sneha Subramanian Kanta Copy Share Image
God is wild; I am tame…Night falls and an age ends…We call and are answered through the thick foliage, by voices too… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
“foliage is a breeding ground for disease. Actually, afternoon shade is beneficial in hot climates. If one area of the yard has… — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
Showers and sunshine bring, Slowly, the deepening verdure o'er the earth; To put their foliage out, the woods are slack, And one… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
See yonder fire! It is the moon slow rising o'er the eastern hill. It glimmers on the forest tips, and through the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
We wasters of sorrows! How we stare away into sad endurance beyond them, trying to foresee their end! Whereas they are nothing… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
May I strike my heart's keys clearly, and may none fail because of slack, uncertain, or fraying strings. May the tears that… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
As artist Nature splashes color across the vast canvas of the sky with the radiance and splendor of sunrise and sunset. She… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The smell of manure, of sun on foliage, of evaporating water, rose to my head; two steps farther, and I could look… — Doris Lessing Copy Share Image
Here is Menard's own intimate forest: 'Now I am traversed by bridle paths, under the seal of sun and shade...I live in… — Gaston Bachelard Copy Share Image
In the sheltered heart of the clumps last year's foliage still clings to the lower branches, tatters of orange that mutter with… — Jacquetta Hawkes Copy Share Image
When you are so full of sorrow that you can't walk, can't cry anymore, think about the green foliage that sparkles after… — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
The design of the gum is expressed in the flow of it trunk and limbs, and the design of the European tree… — Hans Heysen Copy Share Image
Round a turn of the Qin Fortress winds the Wei River, And Yellow Mountain foot-hills enclose the Court of China; Past the… — Wang Wei Copy Share Image
In a split second of eternity, everything is changed, transfigured. A few bars of music, rising from an unfamiliar place, a touch… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
As the vine which has long twined its graceful foliage about the oak and been lifted by it into sunshine, will, when… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
How can the seed know that by dying in the soil it will become a great tree? It will not be there… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses-showers and sunshine bring,… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
How I will cherish you then, you grief-torn nights! Had I only received you, inconsolable sisters, on more abject knees, only buried… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Plants with leaves no more efficient than today's solar cells could out-compete real plants, crowding the biosphere with an inedible foliage. Tough… — K. Eric Drexler Copy Share Image
All the unhallowed beauty I have found; All free - discordant shrills and form-defying wonders above ground, like writhen trees with draggled… — Rex Ingamells Copy Share Image
“The air was pure and still, and early sunshine sparkled on the heavy dew. In the valley sat cotton candy mist, and… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
The islands above the falls are covered with foliage as beautiful as can be seen anywhere. Viewed from the mass of rock… — David Livingstone Copy Share Image
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
Birds which are the same color as the foliage in which they nest are less likely to be disturbed by other birds… — Robert Benchley Copy Share Image
The self-righteous have their fig leaves so tightly bound that they have forgotten the seeping wounds beneath the foliage. — Mark Lowry Copy Share Image
I always feel at home where the sugar maple grows… glorious in autumn, a fountain of coolness in summer, sugar in its… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
All it has experienced, tasted, suffered: The course of years, generations of animals, Oppression, recovery, friendship of sun and - Wind Will… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
What is now the foliage moving? Air is still, and hush'd the breeze, Sultriness, this fullness loving, Through the thicket, from the… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
Alas! to seize the moment When the heart inclines to heart, And press a suit with passion, Is not a woman's part.… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Early religions were like muddy ponds with lots of foliage. Concealed there, the fish of the soul could splash and feed. Eventually,… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
![“May I strike my heart's keys clearly, and may none fail because of slack, uncertain, or fraying strings. May the tears that stream down my face make me more radiant: may my hidden weeping bloom… How we waste our afflictions!... [T]hey're really our wintering foliage, our dark greens of meaning…” quote by Rainer Maria Rilke](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/7c7/rainer-maria-rilke-193_abode_may-i-strike-my-heart-s-keys-clearly-and_52479.jpg)
