Tree Quotes - Page 96

Enormous morning, ponderous, meticulous; gray light streaking each bare branch, each single twig, along one side, making another tree, of glassy veins.

Care is taken that trees do not grow into the sky. [Ger., Es ist dafur gesorgt, dass die Baume nicht in den Himmel wachsen.]

My worthy friend, gray are all theories And green alone Life's golden tree.

It's tricky. I've never been standing at the top of the tree with tons of money thrown at me. I've never really had a profile. So in a way I have this 'nothing to lose' attitude.

Most of my hunting experiences has been in tree stands. I've never called deer.

Many trees have died so that the Catholic Church can preach against homosexuality.

Princes don't come around everyday, and happy endings don't grow on trees

Some trees are too deeply rooted to move ... And if they are uprooted, they will die.

When a tree falls it resounds with a thundering crash; and yet a whole forest grows in silence.

Drunkeness, she told us in a rare moment of confidence, is a sin against the fruit, the tree, the wine itself. Wine, distilled and nurtured from bud into fruit; it deserves reverance. Joy. Gentleness. (Page 194.)

I grew up on a farm - it was a lovely life; we'd make tree houses all day - and my parents worked from home.

Poetry is a tree with very deep roots and while there may be excitement about this or that new little branch, you're not going to make anything original by just doing whatever's being rewarded at the moment.

A tree is an incomprehensibl e mystery.

If you don't like where you are, then change it. You are not a tree!

Communication is not a one-way street.

...you look like you fell out of a crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down.

I don't want to force anything on anyone. I'm not trying to bust you over the head and make you buy this record or this song or whatever. I'm presenting it to you so you can take it in. You know, it's like trying to force a kid to eat broccoli. If I present it as trees that make your muscles grow, my son is like, 'I'm down with getting muscles.'

I'm tolerant of all religions... I don't care if someone wants to go out there and worship the bark on a tree.

I would do Winnie the Pooh. We would live in the tree house. We would hunt for honey.

If I had my own Neverland it would probably be the coolest place in the world. You could do anything you want there. There would be trees everywhere.

Like a tree losing its leaves. I forget even the thing I was thinking.

I know that I was hiking at a very young age because I remember being convinced that it was the trees that were talking.

If I try to articulate every little detail in a drawing, it would be like missing the forest for the trees, so it's just about getting the outline of the forest.

But the positive thoughts would give way to negative thoughts, and the negative thoughts seemed to swoop into her mind the way a big flock of black crows takes over the landscape, sitting thick in the trees and on the fence rails and lawns, staring at you in ominous silence.

I am alone in this white, garden-rimmed street. Alone and free. But this freedom is rather like death.