Top 1200 Dead Trees Quotes & Sayings - Page 18

I respect animals. I have more sympathy for an injured or dead animal than I do for an injured or dead human being, because human beings participate and cooperate in their own undoing. Animals are completely innocent. There are no innocent human beings.

I've lived my life like a serial killer; finish with one part, strangle it and move on to the next. Life in neat little boxes is life in neat little coffins, the dead bodies of the past laid out side by side. I am discovering, now, in the late afternoon of the day, that the dead still speak.

A bad book owes to many trees | A forest of apologies.

And little he knew of the things that ink may do, how it can mark a dead man's thought for the wonder of later years, and tell of happening that are gone clean away, and be a voice for us out of the dark of time, and save many a fragile thing from the pounding of heavy ages; or carry to us, over the rolling centuries, even a song from lips long dead on forgotten hills.

Any fool can destroy trees, they cannot run away.

Not everyone who sells Christmas trees believes in Santa Claus.

Live while you live, when you're dead you're dead.

Men as a general rule have very little reverence for trees.

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough.

To plant trees is to give body and life to one's dreams of a better world.

I'm alive but I have no life. I'm alive but also dead. I'm dead and alive.

I learned to kick trees with my bare feet to strengthen my legs.

He looked at the book, took my name, and consulted his records. Then he informed me I had been lost at sea and was dead. Under the circumstances, he could not possibly give me any money... Even the fact that he was dealing with someone who had been dead for several days failed to awaken interest in his official heart.

Health, south wind, books, old trees, a boat, a friend.

But down deep, at the molecular heart of life we're essentially identical to trees.

Trees are not known by their leaves, nor even by their blossoms, but by their fruits.

maybe she had become tired of being the girlfriend of a condemned man. It also occured to me that maybe she was sick, or dead. These things happen. [...] Anyway, after that, remembering Marie meant nothing to me. That seemed perfectly normal to me, since I understood very well that people would forget me when I was dead.

My great joy these days is giving palm trees water. Simple as that.

When I run in Ethiopia, I look out and see eucalyptus trees and rivers.

When the ax came into the forest the trees said the handle is one of us.

If dead things love, if earth and water distinguish friends from enemies, I should like to possess their love. I should like the green earth not to feel my step as a heavy burden. I should like her to forgive that she for my sake is wounded by plough and harrow, and willingly to open for my dead body.

Only by planting trees, we will be able to overcome global warming.

The birch trees loom ahead like a brotherhood of ghosts.

Summer in the trees! “It is time to strangle several bad poets.

Some family trees bear an enormous crop of nuts.

Trees and fields tell me nothing: men are my teachers.

We had to go all through the night thinking that our baby was dead. When God showed him to us, he wasn't dead, he was sucking his thumb. God had him safe and sound. He is a miracle. He is so healthy, so perfect, and God has really, really blessed us.

I love being able to record in a room that's surrounded by trees.

Stand still. The trees ahead and bush beside you are not lost.

There is, in the heart, the hard-rendering profit. As if we were plucking the leaves from the trees.

April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees.

Matt looked up kids from his high school class. Only three were listed as dead, but a bunch were listed as missing/presumed dead. As a test, he looked us up, but none of our names were on any of the lists. And that's how we know we're alive this Memorial Day.

The earthly form of Christ is the form that died on the cross. The image of God is the image of Christ crucified. It is to this image that the life of the disciples must be conformed; in other words, they must be conformed to his death (Phil 3.10, Rom 6.4) The Christian life is a life of crucifixion (Gal 2.19) In baptism the form of Christ's death is impressed upon his own. They are dead to the flesh and to sin, they are dead to the world, and the world is dead to them (Gal 6.14). Anybody living in the strength of Christ's baptism lives in the strength of Christ's death.

The City's going to be very very beautiful! Its going to be like a beautiful beautiful park in some places, and there in the lower level where the river flows right through the City there's going to be these beautiful trees growing on both sides, fruit trees with 12 different kinds of fruit, a different kind every month, think of that!-And leaves that'll be able to heal the people outside the City that are still sin-sick, and sick of their disobediences and their rebellion against God. We're going to be able to take those leaves outside and heal them!

in the place I am from ... a grave is topped off with a huge mound of loose earth - carelessly, as if piled up in child's play, not serious at all - because death is just another way of being, and the dead will not stay put, and sometimes the actions of the dead are more significant, more profound, than their actions in life, and no structure of concrete or stone can contain them.

He is a fool who looks at the fruit of lofty trees, but does not measure their height.

We hold reunions, not for the dead, for there is nothing in all the earth that you and I can do for the dead. They are past our help and past our praise. We can add to them no glory, we can give to them no immortality. They do not need us, but forever and forever more we need them.

A man without ambition is dead. A man with ambition but no love is dead. A man with ambition and love for his blessings here on earth is ever so alive.

Celebrate the birth of a girl child by planting 5 trees in your village.

Whatsoever causes no annoyance when it is present, causes only a groundless pain in the expectation. Death, therefore, the most awful of evils, is nothing to us, seeing that, when we are, death is not come, and, when death is come, we are not. It is nothing, then, either to the living or to the dead, for with the living it is not and the dead exist no longer.

I couldn't live where there were no trees--something vital in me would starve.

I'm not just interested in fascinating faces or trees. I want to bore in deeper.

I wish it grew on trees, but it takes hard work to make money.

Self-confidence grows on trees, in other people's orchards.

There are as many jealousies in life as there are different flowers or trees or animals.

From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.

There are plenty of dates that are dead nights that you could do. There are plenty evenings that are dead nights that you could have the debates in.

I'm very happy with the response for everything I've done, but, you know, sometimes you get things like, 'Oh, 'Spaced' Series One wasn't as good as 'Spaced' Series Two.' Or 'Shaun of the Dead' is not as good as 'Spaced,' or, 'Hot Fuzz' is not as good as 'Shaun.' Or, now, 'The World's End' is not 'Shaun of the Dead.'

I took a walk in the woods and came out taller than the trees.

To me, nature is sacred. Trees are my temples and forests are my cathedrals.

Really, trees are nearly as important as men, and much better behaved.

Stop eating 'dead' foods: junk, fried, and fast foods, as well as processed carbs. They’re loaded with sugar and other additives. The more live foods we eat (fruits and vegetables), the more alive we feel. The more dead foods we eat...well, you get the idea.

There was a still life on Billy's bedside table-two pills, an ashtray with three lipstick-stained cigarettes in it, one cigarette still burning, and a glass of water. The water was dead. So it goes. Air was trying to get out of the dead water. Bubbles were clinging to the walls of the glass, too weak to climb out.

R-4 got stuck on the First Law. "Can anyone really protect a human being from all harm whatever?" it thought. "No. It is inevitable that all humans must be injured, contract illnesses and ultimately die. The future can only be averted for humans who are already dead. Ergo..." It took a dozen cops to subdue R-4, after his blood orgy in a department store (83 dead, none injured).

I doubt trees are ever told to 'be the screwed-up ninth-grader.'

The sun was already declining and each of the trees held a premonition of night.

Street and park trees provide tremendous benefits to cities.

Trees sprout up just about everywhere in computer science.

We have a tendency to obscure the forest of simple joys with the trees of problems.

The snow has at last melted, the fields regain their herbage, and the trees their leaves.