Cherry trees Quote by Pablo Neruda Download Open image “I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.” — Pablo Neruda ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Cherry trees Love Spring Trees
Break open the cherry tree: where are the blossoms? Just wait for spring time to see how they bloom. — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
Only in dreams of spring Shall I ever see again The flowering of my cherry trees. — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
When I was a kid growing up, we had a cherry tree in the backyard, 100 years old. I climbed it, and it gave… — Andrew Wyatt Copy Share Image
Cherry trees will blossom every year; But I'll disappear for good, One of these days. — Philip Whalen Copy Share Image
“ Loveliest of Trees Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Along the wide curving moat surrounding the palace, rows of cherry trees announced the end of their seasonal beauty. Some of the trees were… — John Burnham Schwartz Copy Share Image
If there were no cherry blossoms in this world How much more tranquil our hearts would be in spring. — Ariwara no Narihira Copy Share Image
“How can we ever lose interest in life? Spring has come again And cherry trees bloom in the mountains.” — Ryokan Copy Share Image
For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing. — Pablo Neruda 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
Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that's why the clay and the flower,… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I remember only a day that was perhaps never intended for me, it was an incessant day, without origins, Thursday. I was a man… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“We had, as men, time So our thirst could slowly be satisfied, the ancestral longing to enumerate things and sum them up, to render… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I don't know who it is who lives or dies, who rests or wakes, but it is your heart that distributes all the graces… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs, you look like a world, lying in surrender. My rough peasant's body digs in you and… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
We open the halves of a miracle, and a clotting of acids brims into the starry divisions: creation's original juices, irreducible, changeless, alive: so… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter. Do not take away the… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Perhaps the earth can teach us As when everything seems dead And later proves to be alive — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I am no longer in love with her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“They basked in the sweet-scented breeze, and felt the sunshine warming their bare heads. Petals drifted from the gnarled apple and cherry trees, creating… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
“A novel related in a dungeon, in the presence of death, cannot have the same meaning, the same consequences, as it would when read… — Tahar Ben Jelloun Copy Share Image
I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“A cold wind raced across the surrounding fields of wild grass, turning the land into a heaving dark-green ocean. It sighed up through the… — Charles Beaumont Copy Share Image
George Washington didn't have to make us laugh; he just had to establish precedents and avoid chopping down more cherry trees than he could… — Alexandra Petri Copy Share Image
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough. — A. E. Housman Copy Share Image
Only in dreams of spring Shall I ever see again The flowering of my cherry trees. — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
“Out in the field, sitting on the grass, the hard-core omnivores are hunched around and over the cadaver of a creature they've courageously downed,… — Mango Wodzak Copy Share Image
Through the window I can see Rooks above the cherry-tree, Sparrows in the violet bed, Bramble-bush and bumble-bee, And old red bracken smoulders still… — Robert Graves Copy Share Image
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall. — Matsuo Basho Copy Share Image
My childhood was elegant homes, tree lined streets, the milkman, building backyard forts, droning airplanes, blue skies, picket fences, green grass, cherry trees. Middle… — David Lynch Copy Share Image
