I started doing '30 Rock' and started writing 'Mystery Team' at the beginning of that. While I was doing 'Mystery Team,' I… — Donald Glover Copy Share Image
Believe one who has tried, you shall find a fuller satisfaction in the woods than in the books. The trees and the… — Bernard of Clairvaux Copy Share Image
On my cornice linger the ripe black grapes ungathered; Children fill the groves with the echoes of their glee, Gathering tawny chestnuts,… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
“Another object lesson of why humans should have stayed in trees, where they could not behave in such an idiotic way. Or… — Kerry Greenwood Copy Share Image
“Clearings opened on either side. Familiar smells drifted in the air: fennel, skirrets and alexanders, then wild garlic, radishes and broom. John… — Lawrence Norfolk Copy Share Image
“First, picture the forest. I want you to be its conscience, the eyes in the trees. The trees are columns of slick,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
I love fruit. One of my earliest memories is climbing trees for figs, and I once got stuck in one when I… — Katie Melua Copy Share Image
“There were rockets like a flock of scintillating birds singing with sweet voices. There were green trees with trunks of dark smoke:… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
“The leaves do fad and fall away, / Berries rot and sheaves decay; / The deer is fled back to the field.… — Lauren Willig Copy Share Image
There must be a union between the spirit in wood and the spirit in man. The grain of the wood must relate… — George Nakashima Copy Share Image
“Upon closer scrutiny, however, you will discover that the decomposing tree trunk and rotting leaves not only give birth to new life,… — Eckhart Tolle Copy Share Image
“A full moon, although less splendid than that earlier on,lit everything around. Before I reached the point where I would have to… — Saramago, José Copy Share Image
When a tree has been transplanted, though fierce winds may blow, it will not topple if it has a firm stake to… — Nichiren 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 setting, concerns, and mood of The Woodlanders are consonant with the Wessex of the earlier novels. There is an element of… — Geoffrey Harvey Copy Share Image
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in… — William Blake Copy Share Image
“Some primitive peoples, like the Veddahs of Ceylon, had no dwellings at all, and were content with the earth and the sky;… — Will Durant Copy Share Image
It was the noise Of ancient trees falling while all was still Before the storm, in the long interval Between the gathering… — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
When one's dead, one's dead... This squirrel will become earth all in his time. And still later on, there'll grow new trees… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
“I had started climbing trees about three years earlier, or rather, re-started; for I had been at a school that had a… — Robert Macfarlane Copy Share Image
My eyes are constantly wide open to the extraordinary fact of existence. Not just human existence, but the existence of life and… — Richard Dawkins Copy Share Image
I have olive trees and have tried my hand at curing small batches of olives, with varying degrees of success. So sometimes… — Kyle MacLachlan Copy Share Image
For the long-limbed trees and watery landscape of Vancouver Island, read Hundreds and Thousands. Setting aside, who can resist a woman who… — Marjorie Celona Copy Share Image
“We take it for granted that our parents are like trees. They never run out of boughs for us to pick fruit… — Rose Christo Copy Share Image
I love the tones of browns and grays - I love more neutral tones. That's why I like going to the desert… — Edward Burtynsky Copy Share Image
“The trees are a thousand times taller than me, and hundreds of years older, and the rocks and leaves and plants and… — Ben Stephenson Copy Share Image
A lot of really big trees had died to make that desk. His mother had probably gnawed them down, used her nails… — Jennifer Crusie Copy Share Image
“To support an adequate standard of living, humankind still needs huge quantities of wood and wood products, from planking and beams and… — Thomas Homer-Dixon Copy Share Image
Sometimes my day is crammed full of people and talk and yet I have the feeling of living in utter peace and… — Etty Hillesum Copy Share Image
For me looking, touching, material, place and form are all inseparable from the resulting work. It is difficult to say where one… — Andy Goldsworthy Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, in a not-so-far-away land, there was a kingdom of acorns, nestled at the foot of a grand old… — Beatrice Chestnut Copy Share Image
“Concerning trees and leaves... there's a real power here. It is amazing that trees can turn gravel and bitter salts into these… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“I would not sacrifice a single living mesquite tree for any book ever written. One square mile of living desert is worth… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and listen, You will hear the feet of the Wind that… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
I used to live in the Bronx, then I lived uptown on 106th St. and Broadway, and finally I moved to Harlem… — Regina Hall Copy Share Image
“And for a time the tree stood blighted, trying to raise its stumted arms, a creature clubbed mute, only its sudden voicelessness… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
Molecular genetics, our latest wonder, has taught us to spell out the connectivity of the tree of life in such palpable detail… — Max Delbruck Copy Share Image
Rochester: "I am no better than the old lightning-struck chestnut-tree in Thornfield orchard…And what right would that ruin have to bid a… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“They drove up Third Avenue so that they might see the famous Stuyvesant pear tree on the corner of Thirteenth Street. Again… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
From the great trees the locusts cry In quavering ecstatic duo-a boy Shouts a wild call-a mourning dove In the blue distance… — Hamlin Garland Copy Share Image
