Bare branches Quote by John Banville

“gnarled podium of roots, the largest of them looking twenty or thirty feet thick. The trunk was comprised of dozens of intertwined boles, rising…

— Stephen King

The trees bathed their great heads in the waves of the morning, while their roots were planted deep in gloom; save where on the…

— George MacDonald

“Mother’s estate—our estate—a thousand acres centered in a million more. Lawns the size of small prairies with grass so perfect it beckoned a body…

— Dan Simmons

“Colored lights blink on and off, racing across the green boughs. Their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel…

— Vera Nazarian

“Now the wood in early morning was utterly silent. She walked carefully through damp leaves, around tangles of bramble and vine, trying not to…

— Patricia A. McKillip

Say it, no ideas but in things - nothing but the blank faces of the houses and cylindrical trees bent, forked by preconception and…

— William Carlos Williams

It was one of those sumptuous days when the world is full of autumn muskiness and tangy, crisp perfection: vivid blue sky, deep green…

— Bill Bryson

“But what after all is one night? A short space, especially when the darkness dims so soon, and so soon a bird sings, a…

— Virginia Woolf

Built like an oak tree, against which I could pitch my pillow and read; mornings, I could curl into the crook of your branches.

— Lionel Shriver

The forest waves, the morning breaks, The pastures sleep, ripple the lakes, Leaves twinkle, flowers like persons be And life pulsates in rock or…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

“At other times, at the edge of a wood, especially at dusk, the trees themselves would assume strange shapes: sometimes they were arms rising…

— Gustave Flaubert

In kindly showers and sunshine bud The branches of the dull gray wood; Out from its sunned and sheltered nooks The blue eye of…

— John Greenleaf Whittier