The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The… — Alfred Noyes Copy Share Image
The leaves had fallen from the trees and lay crisp and crackling beneath his feet. Picking one up he marveled, not for… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
I done got hit with a belt, a toy, a stick, extension cord, a switch off a tree, whatever. At the same… — Terence Crawford Copy Share Image
Of all created things the source is one, Simple, single as love; remember The cell and seed of life, the sphere That… — Kathleen Raine Copy Share Image
Meanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the earth with such a cry As is not heard save from… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
I was left behind with the immensity of existing things. A sponge, suffering because it cannot saturate itself; a river, suffering because… — Czeslaw Milosz Copy Share Image
I understand how you could see something in the root of a tree, a crack in the wall, in an eroded stone… — Pablo Picasso 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
I was warmed by the sun, rocked by the winds and sheltered by the trees as other Indian babes. I was living… — Geronimo Copy Share Image
The City is a machine miraculously organised for extracting gold from the seas, airs, clouds, from barren lands, holds of ships, mines,… — Christina Stead Copy Share Image
It is such a comfort to nestle up to Michael Angelo Sanzio Raphael when one is in trouble. He is such a… — Opal Whiteley Copy Share Image
I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
The more I think about it, the more there is to be said for the sloth. He sleeps fifteen to eighteen hours… — Erma Bombeck Copy Share Image
When I make a film I'm always in reality among the trees, and among the people like yourselves. There's no symbolic or… — Pier Paolo Pasolini Copy Share Image
When I was in pre-production for Trees Lounge, I was hearing the cinematographer talking with the production designer about colours and this… — Steve Buscemi Copy Share Image
A walk in the woods can reveal many things, and it is a good time to practice transcendentalism. Look at a tree… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
I have a firm belief in such things as, you know, the water, the Earth, the trees and sky. And I'm wondering,… — Bill Blass Copy Share Image
February. Get ink, shed tears. Write of it, sob your heart out, sing, While torrential slush that roars Burns in the blackness… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“Not one of them [formulae] can be shown to have any existence, so that the formula of one of the simplest of… — Alexander William Williamson Copy Share Image
As buds give rise by growth to fresh buds, and these, if vigorous, branch out and overtop on all sides many a… — Charles Darwin Copy Share Image
Much-Afraid, don't ever allow yourself to begin trying to picture what it will be like. Believe me, when you get to the… — Hannah Hurnard Copy Share Image
As a child, I saw my mother prepare for Christmas every year, and it never occurred to me that labor was involved.… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
Today the human race is a single twig on the tree of life, a single species on a single planet. Our condition… — Robert Zubrin Copy Share Image
As for me, I know nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Do not ask the stones or the trees how to live, they can not tell you ; they do not have tongues;… — John Norman Copy Share Image
I never felt magic crazy as this I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea I never held emotion in… — Nick Drake Copy Share Image
I tend to think of Pluto and its moons as presents sitting under a Christmas tree. They're wrapped, and from Earth all… — Alan Stern Copy Share Image
The proprietor had hair so red that pigmentation had flowed out into every visible inch of his skin and even into the… — Quentin Crisp Copy Share Image
Can one have love? If we could, love would need to be a thing, a substance that one can have, own, possess.… — Erich Fromm Copy Share Image
But it is the same with man as with the tree. The more he seeks to rise into the height and light,… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
She probably enjoys cutting up everyone's happiness. Not to mention cutting up other parts of people; given her penchant for poisoning people… — Patricia C. Wrede Copy Share Image
Mine is a most peaceable disposition. My wishes are: a humble cottage with a thatched roof, but a good bed, good food,… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Maybe he sees it on my face, that fraction of a second when I let my guard down, because in that moment… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Wish You Were Here So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skys from pain. Can you tell a… — Roger Waters Copy Share Image
Any man can work when every stroke of his hands brings down the fruit rattling from the tree ... but to labor… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Another glorious Sierra day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Because you see when a new baby laughs for the first time a new fairy is born, and as there are always… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
I am in fact a Hobbit in all but size. I like gardens, trees, and unmechanized farmlands; I smoke a pipe, and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If ever you come upon a grove of ancient trees which have grown to an exceptional height, shutting out a view of… — Seneca the Younger Copy Share Image