Like a tree accepts all seasons, accept your suffering with grace. Good days, like sunshine, will help you bloom and prosper. Hard… — M O'zee Copy Share Image
“But here a pure change happens. On this tree Loss becomes gain, death opens into birth. Here wounding heals and fastening makes… — Malcolm Guite Copy Share Image
I've been busy for years, buying land, often under pseudonyms, and planting trees on it. All the money is going into it… — Felix Dennis Copy Share Image
“It was still very wet under the trees. A careless tug at a branch might flip cold rainbow-edged drops down your back.… — Jean Thompson Copy Share Image
“I glanced at the contents of what I was photocopying. They were the rules of the golf club of which Mister Saito… — Amélie Nothomb Copy Share Image
Now I realize that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise; and they drop their leaves… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“I have seen trees that survive fire. Their bark is burned and their limbs are dead branches. But hidden under that skeleton… — Holly Goldberg Sloan Copy Share Image
“country road on the day they first viewed the property. She had taken one look at it as they drove into the… — Michael Bunker Copy Share Image
The trees are in misery, and the birds are in misery. I don’t think they sing. They just screech in pain. …Taking… — Werner Herzog Copy Share Image
I love looking at you, hundred-year-old tree, loaded with shoots and boughs as though you were a stripling. Teach me the secret… — Hélder Câmara Copy Share Image
“It had been a windy night, that night where his life had taken its turning. The atmosphere, in flood, was trying to… — Michael Shea Copy Share Image
“Charles Lathrop Pack, president of the American Tree Association, told how Rogers gave him advice in handling an educational campaign in tree… — P.J. O'Brien Copy Share Image
“In all these sights I achieve solace only in bringing forth trees, picturing them blooming like smoke from the roofs of gutted… — Tod Wodicka Copy Share Image
There are moments when a rope's end, a pole, the branch of the tree, is life itself, and it is a frightful… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
How true it is that our destinies are decided by nothings and that a small imprudence helped by some insignificant accident, as… — Henri Frederic Amiel Copy Share Image
“My eyes blinked like a camera shutter clicking through the frames of my life, except the images were mismatched and haphazard: a… — Sarah Jio Copy Share Image
“It's one thing to forbid the worship of a god, and another to command that it be forgotten. One day I found… — Sarah Micklem Copy Share Image
Do you see that tree? It is dead but it still sways in the wind with the others. I think it would… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
“Back in Seven Trees, the remaining local males are hard at work. Some have fled, but most of the evacuees are female.… — Adrian Tchaikovsky Copy Share Image
“Then he had kept himself to himself, "in the way you might stick by a tree, which might be rotten, but at… — Thomas Bernhard Copy Share Image
That's the great thing about New Year's, you get to be a year older. For me, that wasn't such a joke, because… — Alan King Copy Share Image
“Are we fruit of the same tree? No - Angela is everything I wanted to be and never was. What is she?… — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
After music, trees are my passion. My great-grandfather was a forester, so maybe it is genetic. My father would take me for… — Krzysztof Penderecki Copy Share Image
Until half a century ago, the Maures slopes had been silvery with olive trees, but in 1956 disaster struck. February frosts dropped… — Carol Drinkwater Copy Share Image
“The unknown grayish mystifying forest was benumbed into frost-covered cold, and the tremendous pines towering above the dark marshy soil resembled a… — Simona Panova Copy Share Image
I ask to be made beautiful like the trees are beautiful, each growing according to a unique plan. Lop off a limb… — Julia Cameron Copy Share Image
The old dead trees are the most fascinating - the countless trees lying in the gullies and up the hills that fell… — Phillip Adams Copy Share Image
My wife Ann and I had been digging during the day, transplanting lilies from the front of this abandoned farmhouse back down… — Larry Towell Copy Share Image
Such do not always understand the authors whose names adorn their barren pages, and which are taken, too, from the third or… — Isaac D'Israeli Copy Share Image
“There, by that water which is also beyond, two black wings turn in their mirror, the mirror the tree makes above them,… — Michael Burkard Copy Share Image
There's a catharsis in cutting down trees. But there's absolutely none of that in picking cotton. It's maddening! It's fiddly, and it… — Chiwetel Ejiofor Copy Share Image
We are faced with having to learn again about interdependency and the need for rootedness after several centuries of having systematically-and proudly-dismantled… — Paul L Wachtel Copy Share Image
To her bier Comes the year Not with weeping and distress, as mortals do, But, to guide her way to it, All… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
The Admiral says that he never beheld so fair a thing: trees all along the river, beautiful and green, and different from… — Christopher Columbus Copy Share Image
Two days ago we waded through the mud out to this grave beneath the pines at the foot of the hill to… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“Indian summer comes gently, folds over the hills and valleys as softly as the fall of a leaf on a windless day.… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
“Here where all the trees grow in rows; the palms stand stiffly by the roadsides, and in the groves the orange trees… — Thomas Whitecloud Copy Share Image
“If you're a lumberjack, you know what to do. You see trees, and you still have a job! If you're a writer,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Since you’re obviously in need of something to do, instead of shouting at me through this whole drill, isn’t there some tree… — Julie James Copy Share Image
“consider," replies the geomancer, "--adam and eve ate fruit from a tree, and were enlighten'd. the buddha sat beneath a tree, and… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
