Autumn Quote by Meeta Ahluwalia Download Open image ““Under the stillness of an old tree - a monk sits in silence, the oak sheds it's leaves.”” — Meeta Ahluwalia ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.0 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn Blossoms Meditation Meeta-ahluwalia Meetaahluwalia Nature Oak Oak tree Silence Spiritual quotes Trees
“When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with its fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.” — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
“...when he walks, he sounds like a tree still full of dead leaves holding on.” — Zachary Schomburg Copy Share Image
“Here the trees surrounded them with an invisible, anechoic blanket, so that every word seemed sucked into silence the moment it was uttered.” — Arthur C. Clarke Copy Share Image
“...when you sit in a forest everything appears still. But it isn't really. If you listen and watch closely, life is happening everywhere around… — Katherine Holubitsky Copy Share Image
“The silence after a felled tree has fallen is like the silence immediately after a death. The same sense of culmination.” — John Berger Copy Share Image
“-you must Be the thing you see: You must enter in to the small silences between the leaves, take your time and touch the… — John Moffitt Copy Share Image
“They fluttered and rustled ceaselessly through the air from all the tree-tops and branches. A delicate silvery sound was falling constantly to earth. It… — Felix Salten Copy Share Image
“I told the tree it was going nowhere in life. It was hurtful, but true. Now, maybe in death it will go somewhere, as… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“A tree once saved my life. A posse was going to hang me, but this wise old oak would not let them. As a… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“I thought all the trees were whispering to each other, passing news and plots along in an unintelligible language; and the branches swayed and… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
“Listen to the language of the trees they speak in silence learn that alphabet.” — Christina Strigas Copy Share Image
“With each embrace, I poured my soul into his, till his and mine were the same.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“Autumn had arrived— the last blossom whispered, let me stay awhile.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“Photography is the play of light, the dance of shadows, the song of exposure, and the story of the moment.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“Those who tried to fill the void with passion, were engulfed by it’s flames.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“It is the irony of this world that people express anger and hatred without restraint, and love with hesitation.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“time's stride, so uneven, some days endless, and others, like the blink of an eye.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“Being a woman, I am misunderstood more when I talk than when I stay silent !” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“The night air was soft, and laden with the redolence of impending blossoms. The sky unfolded and lit up the earth in jubilation. Welcome… — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“We feel closest to God in humility. No outward rites and ceremonies are necessary, for they don’t make us humble.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
This, at last, was where things were as they ought to be. Everything was in its place -- the tree, the earth underneath, the… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share Image
The American spring is by no means so agreeable as the American autumn; both move with faltering step, and slow; but this lingering pace,… — Frances Trollope Copy Share Image
“Flowers that had bloomed brilliant from spring through autumn blackened under the killing frost.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“FALL I've never liked orange not even a hint of yellow though that doesn't mean I'm derange, you know. but it's still a riddle… — Kynna Claire Copy Share Image
The trees change their voices in autumn as well as their shapes. No longer do they whisper to one another in muffled tones as… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Easter blessings All life’s sacrifices like autumn leaves awaken our senses and power to love and be whole Our Mother Earth, Our Father Sky… — Ramon Ravenswood Copy Share Image
The lush green of the fields became a rich gold that swayed sturdily under the wind and fell at last before the hands of… — Martha Ostenso Copy Share Image
The ascent of any route begins, in dreams at least, the autumn before. Our minds ring, involuntarily, with the alluring names of mountains, aiguilles,… — Gaston Rebuffat Copy Share Image