Blast Quote by Tulsidas

the windy sky Cries out a literate despair.

— Wallace Stevens

If I am ever to find these trees meaningful I must have you by the hand. As it is, they stretch dusty fingers into…

— Frank O'Hara

The tree that God plants, no winde hurts it.

— George Herbert

And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning…

— Mervyn Peake

“I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba, and cry, ‘Tis all barren—and so it is; and so is all the…

— Laurence Sterne

If there were nothing else to trouble us, the fate of the flowers would make us sad.

— John Lancaster Spalding

Drunk with beauty, I tore down Armfuls of blossoms. How desolate the marred sky!

— Alison Croggon

Blossoms are scattered by the wind and the wind cares nothing but the blossoms of the heart no wind can touch.

— Yoshida Kenko

If trees could speak they wouldn't

— Dorianne Laux

“For me it's hard to write about the nice trees and flowers and happy shit. It's a lot easier to write about what's pissing…

— Adam Gontier

It is difficult to realize how great a part of all that is cheerful and delightful in the recollections of our own life is…

— Wilson Flagg

Perhaps the wind Wails so in winter for the summers dead, And all sad sounds are nature's funeral cries For what has been and…

— George Eliot