Top 1200 Dark Trees Quotes & Sayings - Page 18

I rode a horse into a tree. I did. But I'm okay. Horses are naturally meant to avoid trees. This one didn't.

Elves are like trees, grounded and focused from the trunk down but graceful and agile on top.

One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow

Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, then names the streets after them.

A great thing about these trees is that they are excellent for cleaning, both groundwater, and of course, air.

I practice turning people into trees. Which means appreciating them just the way they are

Trees are the source of your very breath - cut and you shall curtail life itself.

Nature is my church. The wind in the trees and the bugs and the frogs. All those things are comfort to me.

It is curious to what a degree one may become attached to a fine tree, especially when it is placed where trees are rare.

Trees ask us to examine how we live in the natural world, with one another, and intrapersonally.

How can a guy climb trees, say Me Tarzan, You Jane, and make a million?

I want to find more ways of planting trees and helping fight against deforestation.

The materials of city planning are: sky, space, trees, steel and cement; in that order and that hierarchy.

'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.

O happy, golden age! Not for that rivers ran With streams of milk, and honey dropped from trees

The diligent farmer plants trees, of which he himself will never see the fruit.

Trees acquire strength by growing slowly and flexing with the pressures of nature. Us too.

How can a guy climb trees, say "Me, Tarzan, you, Jane", and make a million?

While the white man keeps the impetus of his own proud, onward march, the dark races will yield and serve, perforce. But let the white man once have a misgiving about his own leadership, and the dark races will at once attack him, to pull him down into the old gulfs.

Without trees, mountains, fogs or rains, the Sun cannot create its own magic!

But if you're looking to be spooked by really tall trees then you've got to go to Washington State.

I made a mask out of my face because I didn't realize I was quite beautiful. God blessed me so. I practically destroyed it. I had to wear heavy black eyelashes like bat wings, and dark lines under my eyes, and cut all my hair off, my long dark hair. Cut it off and strip it silver and blonde. All those little maneuvers I did out of things that were happening in my life that upset me.

The whole existence is a temple...the trees are continously in worship, the clouds are in prayer and the mountains are in meditation.

Why pay money for the horror movies? Just go to a street without trees!

Working with plants, trees, fences and walls, if they practice sincerely they will attain enlightenment.

Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss.

Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.

I am not against development, but society will go nowhere if you don't take care of trees.

I love to think that animals and humans and plants and fishes and trees and stars and the moon are all connected.

Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them. In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.

The improvement of forest trees is the work of centuries. So much more the reason for beginning now.

Walkin' through the leaves fallin' from the trees, Feelin' like a stranger nobody sees.

Awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.

In the gentle evening freeze, by the whispering shady trees I will find sanctuary in the Lord.

The dark dangerous forest is still there, my friends. Beyond the space of the astronauts and the astronomers, beyond the dark, tangled regions of Freudian and Jungian psychiatry, beyond the dubious psi-realms of Dr. Rhine, beyond the areas policed by the commissars and priests and motivations-research men, far, far beyond the mad, beat, half-hysterical laughter... the utterly unknown still is and the eerie and ghostly lurk, as much wrapped in mystery as ever.

I give you this toast: To the Hobbits. May they outlast the Sarumans and see spring again in the trees.

Let soldiers on manoeuvres plant trees. Give police and criminals a shovel and a thousand seedlings.

Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life.

Trees are complicated, fascinating things, usually older and more beautiful than any of us.

It can be argued that man's instinct to gamble is the only reason he is still not a monkey up in the trees.

We shall go forward together. The road upwards is stony. There are upon our journey dark and dangerous valleys through which we have to make and fight our way. But it is sure and certain that if we persevere - and we shall persevere - we shall come through these dark and dangerous valleys into a sunlight broader and more genial and more lasting than mankind has ever known.

I sometimes lose interest in the characters and get much more interested in the trees and animals.

Budapest was very beautiful and spending the day under a canopy of Hungarian trees, on horseback, was fantastic.

Men are like trees: each one must put forth the leaf that is created in him.

Only in dreams of spring Shall I ever see again The flowering of my cherry trees.

In every village marked with little spire, Embowered in trees, and hardly known to fame.

Maybe in 10 years,I'll only be doing "classical" comedy. Or crashing my car into trees.

One of my students had written wistfully of a dream-school that would have "windows with trees in them.

There is something so perfect about the mountains and the lake and the trees... sometimes I want to tear it all to pieces.

When you see the trees swaying to the tune of a gentle breeze... think of it as a dance in your honor.

Please, shun darkness, and like trees, always seek to grow toward the light.

In snowbound, voiceless, mountain depths, to herald spring, pine trees sound in tune.

When I look at green trees on a sunny day, I don't know how to make an interesting picture of that.

Oh for a seat in some poetic nook, Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook!

Planting and growing increasing quantities of trees is the scientific solution to Earth's environmental dilemma.

If the Olive Trees knew the hands that planted them, Their Oil would become Tears.

Take a lesson from the trees, watch the way they bend with each breeze, little victories.

I have grown up on a diet of sunrise picnics, learning the names of butterflies, planting trees.

I have an older brother, and he was a very active boy, and we were always climbing trees together.