I grew up on an apple orchard with a lot of surrounding wooded area, and I ran everywhere. I was outside all… — Jamie Hyneman Copy Share Image
I glanced out the window at the signs of spring. The sky was almost blue, the trees were almost budding, the sun… — Millard Kaufman Copy Share Image
One reason, doubtless, why squirrels are so bold and reckless in leaping through the trees is that, if they miss their hold… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
I thought a forest was made up entirely of trees, but now I know that the foundation lies below ground, in the… — Derrick Jensen Copy Share Image
Bless... the two painting masters who first pointed out to me that there was coming and going among trees, that there was… — Emily Carr Copy Share Image
“Plants are more courageous than almost all human beings: an orange tree would rather die than produce lemons, whereas instead of dying… — Mokokoma Mokhonoana Copy Share Image
“...when all the time it was that grand tree, taking up half the garden with its roots and not allowing anything else… — Zadie Smith Copy Share Image
Trees are great. Don't get me started about how clever they are, how oxygen-generous, how time-formed in inner cyclic circles, how they… — Ali Smith Copy Share Image
“With the first jolt he was in daylight; they had left the gateways of King’s Cross, and were under blue sky. Tunnels… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
I think of Wangari Mathai in Kenya. If she started out saying she wanted to plant 20 million trees, she would have… — Frances Moore Lappé Copy Share Image
Just as our forefathers saved and invested to build what we, the current generation, are enjoying today, so, too, we must plant… — Lee Hsien Loong Copy Share Image
A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. — Matthew McConaughey Copy Share Image
“with an Excel spreadsheet?” I made a face like that was ridiculous, but of course there had been an Excel spreadsheet. As… — Jo Furniss Copy Share Image
It was a morning of ground mist, yellow sunshine, and high rifts of blue, white-cloud-dappled sky. The leaves were still thick on… — Flora Thompson Copy Share Image
“The spruce and cedar on its shores, hung with gray lichens, looked at a distance like the ghosts of trees. Ducks were… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
