Tree Quotes

Man shapes himself through decisions that shape his environment.

Suddenly the day was gone, night came out from under each tree and spread.

Broad-streeted Richmond . . . The trees in the streets are old trees used to living with people, Family trees that remember your grandfather's name.

Pride! In English it is a Deadly Sin. But in Urdu it is fakhr and nazish - both names that you can find more than once on our family tree.

In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud: Under the bludgeoning of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.

One cannot in the nature of things expect a little tree that has been turned into a club to put forth leaves.

He's in the mold of a Tom Watson, in that he'll hit the ball in the trees and undaunted go it there, flail it out and make something out of it.

I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems.

I like playing the stuff where I don´t know what I´m gonna play. Like the end of Fake Plastic Trees or the end of Paranoid Android - stuff where I can do anything and no one notices or cares.

Do you know out of what the German Empire arose? Out of dreams, songs, fantasies and black-red-gold ribbons? Bismarck merely shook the tree that fantasies had planted.

Our mother Eve, who tasted of the tree, Giving to Adam what she held most dear, Was simply good, and had no power to see.

I would use going into nature to clear myself - trees and plants including having plants at your house is a wonderfully natural way to continuously clear yourself.

Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth.

In an orchard there should be enough to eat, enough to lay up, enough to be stolen, and enough to rot on the ground.

My mother, she killed me, My father, he ate me, My sister Marlene, Gathered all my bones, Tied them in a silken scarf, Laid them beneath the juniper tree, Tweet, tweet, what a beautiful bird am I.

I refused [to study under Rodin] because nothing grows under large trees.

And who shall say--whatever disenchantment follows--that we ever forget magic; or that we can ever betray, on this leaden earth, the apple-tree, the singing, and the gold?

Be as useful as a tree! Give life to others; be shelter to everyone; grant fruits to all! Be good like a tree!

No motion has she now, no force; she neither hears nor sees; rolled around in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees.

Lina said to Fundevogel: 'Never leave me, and I will never leave you.' Fundevogel said: 'Neither now, nor ever.' Then said Lina: 'Do you become a rose-tree, and I the rose upon it.

Even trees understand me! Good heavens, I lie under them, too, don't I? I'm just like a pile of leaves.

This is a little off subject, but I'm interested in those cases where someone is barking up the wrong tree, or misapplying their talent.

Trees are good for contemplation. Plato and Aristotle did their best thinking in the groves of olives and figs around Athens, and Buddha found enlightenment beneath a bo or peepul tree.

This is the blood's wild tree that grows the intricate and folded rose

No wonder the hills and groves were God's first temples, and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches, the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself.

She sat in the dew-damp grass and ripped up clumps of it, tossing them in the air and feeling vaguely guilty about it. Some gnome ought to pop out of the tree and scold her for torturing the lawn.

I know I can walk through the world, along the shore or under the trees, with my mind filled with things of little importance, in full self-attendance. A condition I can't really call being alive.

I like old people, just as I like old trees: in their shadow there is freshness and peace, one admires them, and around them everything is so calm.

For nearly a hundred years, we have known that the material world is an illusion. Everything that seems solid - a rock, a tree, your body - is actually 99.999% empty space.

Praise is the beauty of a Christian. What wings are to a bird, what fruit is to the tree, what the rose is to the thorn, that is praise to a child of God.

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers.

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves.

Sometimes I long so much to do landscape, just as one would go for a long walk to refresh oneself, and in all of nature, in trees for instance, I see expression and a soul.

Listen to the tree; it tells you where it wants to go!

Who leaves the pine-tree, leaves his friend, Unnerves his strength, invites his end.

Sleep, baby, sleep. Thy father's watching the sheep. Thy mother's shaking the dreamland tree, and down drops a little dream for thee.

Sometimes leadership is planting trees under whose shade you'll never sit.

If my Valentine you won't be, I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.

The Christmas tree is a symbol of love, not money. There's a kind of glory to them when they're all lit up that exceeds anything all the money in the world could buy.

Even if one tree falls down it wouldn't affect the entire forest.

Sometimes the valley below is like a bowl filled up with fog. I can see hard green figs on two trees and pears on a tree just below me. A fine crop coming in. May summer last a hundred years.

The director sent for me for Tarzan. I climbed the tree and walked out on a limb. The next day I was told I was an actor

The battle we have fought, and are still fighting, for the forests is a part of the eternal conflict between right and wrong.

A tree, freshly rooted, may be pulled up by one man on his own. Give it time, and it will not be moved, even with a crane

For freemen like brothers agree; With one spirit endured, they one friendship pursued, And their temple was Liberty Tree

If i get 8 hours to cut a tree i'll spend 7 hours to sharp my knife.

Parts like Morse don't grow on trees. He's a great character.

Tolerance is the seed, and the gift of pure acceptance is the tree

But words have been used too often; touched and turned, and left exposed to the dust of the street. The words we seek hang close to the tree. We come at dawn and find them sweet beneath the leaf.