Chosen Quote by Heinrich Heine

The linden, in the fervors of July, Hums with a louder concert. When the wind Sweeps the broad forest in its summer prime, As…

— William C. Bryant

Where shall the lover rest, Whom the fates sever From his true maiden's breast, Parted for ever? Where, through groves deep and high, Sounds…

— Walter Scott

Sweet flower, thou tellest how hearts as pure and tender as thy leaf, as low and humble as thy stem, will surely know the…

— James Gates Percival

“The scent of linden blossoms hung heavy on the air. Dortchen made a sharp, jerking movement, as if to walk away. But she hesitated,…

— Kate Forsyth

If with love thy heart has burned; If thy love is unreturned; Hide thy grief within thy breast, Though it tear thee unexpressed; For…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

“For love is like a tree; it grows of itself; it send its roots deep into our being, and often continues to grow green…

— Victor Hugo

There is an eternal love between the water drop and the leaf. When you look at them, you can see that they both shine…

— Mehmet Murat Ildan

What happened instead was that the tree fell in love with him and began to murmur fondly of the joy to be found in…

— Peter S. Beagle

In trees, I see expression and soul

— Vincent Van Gogh

Yet, O thou beautiful rose! Queen rose so fair and sweet. What were lover or crown to thee, without the clay at thy feet?

— Julia Caroline Dorr

“Their hearts shall be full of love. That which was in the heart on earth as but a grain of mustard-seed, shall be as…

— Jonathan Edwards

“ The Good-Morrow I wonder by my troth, what thou, and I Did, till we lov'd? Were we not wean'd till then? But suck'd…

— John Donne