Millions of matches are made out of ONE Tree And 1 Match stick can burn Millions of Tree... That's how we are… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
A man may have lived all of his life in the gray, and the land and trees of him dark and somber.… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“I have sometimes thought that the reason the trees are so quiet in the summer is that they are in a sort… — Gene Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Narrow lanes climb both slopes and come together in a great ring of elm trees which encircles the flat summit. Any wind--even… — Richard Adams Copy Share Image
“And the man then said Oh, please: Just let me know if you come upon bark textures that recall the erosion patterns… — Evan Dara Copy Share Image
“Because they did not burn the land with the same skill and frequency as its previous occupants, the forests grew thicker. Left… — Charles C. Mann Copy Share Image
“دختر درختي به دستانم سبز شده، شيره بر بازوانم جوشيده، درخت در سينهام شكفته -- سر به زير، شاخهها ،چون بازوان، از… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
And so she comes to dream herself the tree, The wind possessing her, weaving her young veins, Holding her to the sky… — Hart Crane Copy Share Image
“Important events — whether serious, happy or unfortunate — do not change a man's soul, they merely bring it into relief, just… — Irene Nemirovsky Copy Share Image
“Winter passed, suns and moons, and in the heat of summer each tree leaned across the stream and enmeshed its young foliage… — Harper Fox Copy Share Image
Nature is, above all, profligate. Don't believe them when they tell you how economical and thrifty nature is, whose leaves return to… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“On one of our hunting trips, my dad once pointed out the tree rings of a fallen oak tree, his finger tracing… — Colleen Halverson Copy Share Image
“Someone other than I might have used the word “roots”. It is not part of my vocabulary. I don’t like the word,… — Amin Maalouf Copy Share Image
We must guard against becoming so engrossed in the specific nature of the roots and bark of the trees of knowledge as… — George S. Patton Copy Share Image
“The men had gnawed through the daisy trees until, wild-eyed and yelling, they broke in two and hit the ground. In the… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“The trees on either side were very tall and thin, like long, skeletal fingers reaching to the sky. The few remaining leaves… — S.J. Bolton Copy Share Image
“Over the ten years since she'd been born, the trees of Briary Swamp, West Virginia, had peered through May's window night after… — Jodi Lynn Anderson Copy Share Image
The Arctic is a highway. The tree limit, the scarcity of trees, freed people to walk. Particularly in the wintertime. Which connected… — Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa Copy Share Image
“Brief dark shadow of a downtown tree, light sound of water falling into the sad pool, green of the trimmed lawn –… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
God is the Seed;The Universe is the Tree, Impulses and passions are the branches, Intelligence is the flower, Pure Consciousness is the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Our ordinary mind always tried to persuade us that we are nothing but acorns and that our greatest happiness will be to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
On the morning, Daddy and I get up at six o'clock because Christmas trees must be bought in the dark. We walk… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
“A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“One Tree is of life, the other is of death. Do our fruits hang from the bad tree, or the good? Only… — Ted Roberts Copy Share Image
“The world is a garden of philosophy. God is its gardener; Man is the visitor. And any tree that does not bear… — Kedar Joshi Copy Share Image
“What do these forests make you feel? Their weight and density, their crowded orderliness. There is scarcely room for another tree and… — Emily Carr Copy Share Image
“We walked down a crunchy, leafed path as the sun shot through the tall, semi-bare trees. Yellows, browns, oranges and reds still… — Denise Baer Copy Share Image
Trees Trees, proud standing people stretching fingertips to the sky, reaching, praying glorious attention, breathing light. strength shelter timeless confidence bending and… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
I photographed rocks and trees and tide pools and nudes and all that stuff for years and years. Until 20 years ago… — Kim Weston Copy Share Image
“One evening he was in his room, his brow pressing hard against the pane, looking, without seeing them, at the chestnut trees… — Théophile Gautier Copy Share Image
“Trees don't live in the sky, and clouds don't swim In the salt seas, and fish don't leap in wheatfields, Blood isn't… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
“There was nothing unique about my beech tree, nothing difficult in its ascent, no biological revelation at its summit, nor any honey,… — Robert Macfarlane Copy Share Image
“The wind plays the world like an instrument. Blows through trees like flutes. But trees won’t grow in cement. And as heart… — Saul Williams Copy Share Image
“It was on the morning of the first day at my school after the long summer break this year that I noticed… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Can you imagine an infinite tree?...A tree whose roots snake down all the way to the bottomest bottom of everything?...if you've ever… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
Every time I meet a tree, if I am truly awake, I stand in awe before it. I listen to its voice,… — Mary Webb Copy Share Image
A thousand trees are seen towards heaven rising, With beautiful and sweetly-scented apples; The orange, wearing on its lovely fruit The colour… — Luis de Camoes Copy Share Image
“Woods are grim places. Farmers shoot squirrels, crows, magpies, and hang them up on trees to warn Mother Nature to get it… — Jonathan Gash Copy Share Image
“The works of the roots of the vines, of the trees, must be destroyed to keep up the price, and this is… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
