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“He'd grown unused to woods like this. He'd become accustomed to the Northwest, evergreen and shaded dark. Here he was surrounded by soft leaves,…

— Michael Montoure

“He saw nature - he saw books through me; and never did I weary of gazing for his behalf, and of putting into words…

— Charlotte Brontë

“He was among trees then, spring trees tender with the new matchless green of young leaves, and a clear sun dappling them; summer trees…

— Susan Cooper

“He sat on the logs, smoking, drying in the sun, the sun warm on his back the river shallow ahead entering the woods, curving…

— Ernest Hemingway

“His eyes settled due west and gazed through the silhouetted, leaf-bare branches to the now-black rolling hills of the mountains he called home. The…

— Teresa Tysinger

“He was standing by the edge of a small pool- not more than ten feet from side to side- in a wood. The trees…

— C.S. Lewis

“Then starting home, he walked toward the trees, and under them, leaving behind him the big sky, the whisper of wind voices in the…

— Truman Capote

“An ending and a beginning now knotted up forever. He expected the hues of the world to change to reflect that, but the earth…

— Sarah Pinborough

“All that day he travelled, laying his course by the rounding sun. The forest seemed interminable; nowhere did he discover a break in it,…

— Ambrose Bierce

“The grass and the vines and the willow tree were all so lush and vividly green that he was slightly awed by them. Their…

— Katie Lynn Johnson

“He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind blew in…

— Ernest Hemingway

The leaves had fallen from the trees and lay crisp and crackling beneath his feet. Picking one up he marveled, not for the first…

— Louise Penny