A choir of seedlings arching their necks out of rotted tree stumps, sucking life out of death. I am the forest's conscience,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
What a difference that extra 120 ppm has made for plants, and for animals and humans that depend on them. The more… — Paul Driessen Copy Share Image
“Be like a branch of a tree; flex your body to face 'wind of sorrow'; flex little harder to dance in the… — Santosh Kalwar Copy Share Image
Things that are good are good, and if one is responding to that goodness one is in contact with a truth from… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
Listen. The trees in this story are stirring, trembling, readjusting themselves. A breeze is coming in gusts off the sea, and it… — Maggie O'Farrell Copy Share Image
The code of poor laws has at length grown up into a tree, which, like the fabulous Upas, overshadows and poisons the… — Charles Caleb Colton Copy Share Image
He sat on as the sun's rays came slowly down through the trees, lower and lower, and when the lowest reached a… — Patrick O'Brian Copy Share Image
Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree! — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
Mom still has a huge, beautifully decorated Christmas tree. The whole family comes together after midnight mass and has the traditional plum… — Malaika Arora Khan Copy Share Image
Very slowly, she peeked around the tree trunk. Saw a slim, petite figure, flanked by two very large, very dangerous-looking soldier of… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
The fans in Canada have been there since day one. They're the originals. When people say that's your roots, that's literally my… — Russell Peters Copy Share Image
Far overhead from beyond the veil of blue sky which hid them the stars sang again; a pure, cold, difficult music. Then… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud And goes down burning into the gulf below, No voice in nature… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Men say their pinnacles point to heaven. Why, so does every tree that buds, and every bird that rises as it sings.… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
I'm thinking of writing a children's story about a leaf on a tree who arrogantly insists he's a self-made, independent leaf. Then… — Chuck Lorre Copy Share Image
Sometimes leadership is planting trees under whose shade you'll never sit. — Jennifer Granholm Copy Share Image
When painting a landscape it is desirable to walk through the clumps and around the bushes, around the trees, the houses and… — John French Sloan Copy Share Image
There is something so perfect about the mountains and the lake and the trees... sometimes I want to tear it all to… — Georgia O'Keeffe Copy Share Image
It was prettily devised of Aesop, The fly sat on the axle tree of the chariot wheel and said, what dust do… — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
Wear scarlet! Tear the green lemons off the tree! I don't want to forget who I am, what has burned in me,… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
That is the earth, he thought. Not a globe thousands of kilometers around, but a forest with a shining lake, a house… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
When consciousness has awakened it is not something sensational or spectacular. It's simply a reality as natural as the one of a… — Samael Aun Weor Copy Share Image
