Maple Quote by Lucy Maud Montgomery Download Open image “Maples are such sociable trees ... They're always rustling and whispering to you.” — Lucy Maud Montgomery ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Maple Sociable Tree Trees Whispering
The very uprightness of the pines and maples asserts the ancient rectitude and vigor of nature. Our lives need the relief of such a… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The wilderness is near as well as dear to every man. Even the oldest villages are indebted to the border of wild wood which… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
A lone maple leaf resting on sand Have you ever been out for a late autumn walk in the closing part of the afternoon,… — Stephen Leacock Copy Share Image
I always feel at home where the sugar maple grows.... glorious in autumn, a fountain of coolness in summer, sugar in its veins, gold… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
“The maple tree plays a meaningful role in the historical development of Canada. It contributes to wood products, sustains the maple sugar industry, and… — Planet Collection Copy Share Image
In October, a maple tree before your window lights up your room like a great lamp. Even on cloudy days, its presence helps to… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
“The trees do not like strangers. They watch you. They are usually content merely to watch you, as long as daylight lasts, and don't… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
Our lives are like islands in the sea, or like trees in the forest. The maple and the pine may whisper to each other… — William James Copy Share Image
“a dry maple leaf has come off and is falling to the earth; its movement is exactly like a butterfly's flight. Isn't it strange?… — Ivan Turgenev Copy Share Image
“Tell me this--if you knew you would be poor as a church mouse all your life--if you knew you'd never have a line published--would… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
It was October again ... a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
Without shedding of blood there is no anything. Everything, it seems to me, has to be purchased by selfsacrifice. Our race has marked every… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
Isn't it good just to be alive on a day like this? I pity the people who aren't born yet for missing it. — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
An old house with its windows gone always makes me think of something dead with its eyes picked out. — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
What is it really like to be engaged?" asked Anne curiously. "Well, that all depends on who you're engaged to," answered Diana, with that… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
Hark, I hear a robin calling! List, the wind is from the south! And the orchard-bloom is falling Sweet as kisses on the mouth.… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
“In this life you've got to hope for the best, prepare for the worst and take whatever God sends.” — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
“You 're not eating anything,” said Marilla sharply, eying her as if it were a serious shortcoming. Anne sighed. “I can 't. I'm in… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
I drink maple syrup. Then I'm hyper so I just run around like crazy and work it all off. — Rachel McAdams Copy Share Image
The sugar maple is remarkable for its clean ankle. The groves of these trees looked like vast forest sheds, their branches stoppingshort at a… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Much can they praise the trees so straight and high, The sailing pine,the cedar proud and tall, The vine-prop elm, the poplar never dry,… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
When I was a child, I named my rabbit Pancake and my guinea pig Maple Syrup. — Sophie Dahl Copy Share Image
If you've only got one day to live, come see the Toronto Maple Leafs. It'll seem like forever. — Pat LaFontaine Copy Share Image
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry Of bugles going by. And my lonely spirit thrills To see the frosty… — Bliss Carman Copy Share Image
Sugaring season is the season when you tap the trees for sugar that turns into maple syrup. I've married someone from Vermont, so it's… — Beth Orton Copy Share Image
No clouds are in the morning sky, The vapors hug the stream, Who says that life and love can die In all this northern… — Edmund Clarence Stedman Copy Share Image
A lone maple leaf resting on sand Have you ever been out for a late autumn walk in the closing part of the afternoon,… — Stephen Leacock Copy Share Image
