Top 1200 Dead Trees Quotes & Sayings - Page 5

It is never the machines that are dead. It is only the mechanically-minded men that are dead.

Trees are our closest relatives. What trees exhale, we inhale; what we exhale, they inhale. They are half our respiratory system.

I'm not really that sick of Evil Dead. I can trace all roots back to The Evil Dead movies, so I have nothing against them. It's just that I've done more non-Evil Dead stuff; it's not the only thing I've done. There are some actors who have done a cult movie and they are forever going to be the Policeman #2 in Plan 9 From Outer Space.

There are two victims in every abortion: a dead baby and a dead conscience.

I will not eat oysters. I want my food dead - not sick, not wounded - dead.

The truth is something that burns. It burns off dead wood. And people don't like having the dead wood burnt off, often because they're 95 percent dead wood.

I could still be forgotten when I'm dead. I don't really care what happens when I'm dead.

Offerings to propitiate the dead then were regarded as belonging to the class of funeral sacrifices, and these are idolatry. Idolatry, in fact, is a sort of homage to the departed, the one as well as the other is a service to dead men. Moreover, demons dwell in the images of the dead. ... this sort of exhibition has passed from honors of the dead to honors of the living; I mean, to quaestorships [financial overseers]and magistractes, to priestly offices of different kinds. Yet, since idolatry still cleaves to the dignity's name, whatever is done in its name partakes of its impurity.

How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?

It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead, you're made for life.

Dead men always have the last laugh. They win. They're dead. You can't hurt their feelings anymore.

If Jesus rose from the dead, then you have to accept all that he said; if he didn't rise from the dead, then why worry about any of what he said? The issue on which everything hangs is not whether or not you like his teaching but whether or not he rose from the dead.

The hydra of corruption is only scotched, not dead. An investigation kills and it and its supporters dead. Let this be had.

There is a certain seductiveness about dead things. You can ill treat, alter and recolour what's dead. It won’t complain.

A considerable percentage of the people we meet on the street are people who are empty inside, that is, they are actually already dead. It is fortunate for us that we do not see and do not know it. If we knew what a number of people are actually dead and what a number of these dead people govern our lives, we should go mad with horror.

Existentialism is possible only in a world where God is dead or a luxury, and where Christianity is dead.

I was in a coma for five days - I was dead longer than Jesus before he was raised from the dead.

Before Elijah could raise a nation from the dead, he raised just one dead child.

Do not by any means destroy yourself, for if you live you may yet have good fortune, but all the dead are dead like.

I will not eat oysters. I want my food dead. Not sick. Not wounded. Dead.

I don't mind about the dead ones. They're dead. The worst of it is, they cling to the living and won't let go.

my hands dead my heart dead silence adagio of rocks the world ablaze that's the best for me.

When I can go just where I want to go, There is a copse of birch trees that I know; And, as in Eden Adam walked with God, When in that quiet aisle my feet have trod I have found peace among the silver trees, Known comfort in the cool kiss of the breeze Heard music in its whisper, and have known Most certainly that I was not alone!

It's very benign, it seems, to think, "There's a tree." In fact, it's a very beautiful thought. If someone chops down all the trees, then we think, "Oh, my goodness, something is out of order in my world." We begin to think, "Who am I in a world without trees?"

My birthplace was California, but I couldn't forget Armenia, so what is one's country? Is it land of the earth, in a specific place? Rivers there? Lakes? The sky there? The way the moon comes up there? And the sun? Is one's country the trees, the vineyards, the grass, the birds, the rocks, the hills and summer and winter? Is it the animal rhythm of the living there? The huts and houses, the streets of cities, the tables and chairs, and the drinking of tea and talking? Is it the peach ripening in summer heat on the bough? Is it the dead in the earth there?

But what are a hundred million deaths? When one has served in a war, one hardly knows what a dead man is, after a while. And since a dead man has no substance unless one has actually seen him dead, a hundred million corpses broadcast through history are no more than a puff of smoke in the imagination.

I ought not to speak about the dead because the dead are all over the place.

People say satire is dead. It's not dead; it's alive and living in the White House.

I do dead Canadians. If he's dead and he's Canadian and he's famous, I'll be playing him at some point.

Valkyrie, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but your friend is most likely dead.” “Of course he’s dead. He’s a skeleton.

Man's objection to love is that it dies hard: women's, that when it is dead it stays dead.

My name is Katniss Everdeen. Why am I not dead? I should be dead.

It's funny the way most people love the dead. Once you are dead, you are made for life.

The hero dead cannot expire: The dead still play their part.

Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.

Most of the groups I worked with 30 years ago are either dead or dead broke. And it's a shame.

In Spain, the dead are more alive than the dead of any other country in the world.

The border between the dead and the living, if you're Mexican, doesn't exist. The dead are part of your life.

I saw so many kids 22, 19, with holes the size of a dime and they're dead. It's a gunshot and of course those kids thought they were as tough as nails, they never expected to be dead but they're gone. It's kinda nice to walk out of the County Coroner's Office with a couple of sayings, you know? "You're not so tough being dead on a morgue table."

Whoever said that the past isn't dead had it backward. It's the future that's already dead, already played out.

No yield to the dead! Never stab the fighter when he's down. Where's the glory, killing the dead twice over?

It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead your made for life.

The dead don't bear a grudge nor seek a blessing. The dead don't rest uneasy. Only the living.

It is an error to divide people into the living and the dead: there are people who are dead-alive, and people who are alive-alive. The dead-alive also write, walk, speak, act. But they make no mistakes; only machines make no mistakes, and they produce only dead things. The alive-alive are constantly in error, in search, in questions, in torment.

Men will become poor because they will not have a love for trees... If you don't love trees, you don't love God.

The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too. Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of grain. Yet still the unresting castles thresh In fullgrown thickness every May. Last year is dead, they seem to say, Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

Dead was the gift that kept on giving. Dead, like diamonds, was forever.

When you are dead, you do not know you are dead. It's only painful and difficult for others. The same applies when you are stupid.

Mr. Freeman: You are getting better at this, but it's not good enough. This looks like a tree,but it is an average, ordinary, everyday, boring tree. Breathe life into it. Make it bend - trees are flexible, so they don't snap. Scar it, give it a twisted branch - perfect trees don't exist. Nothing is perfect. Flaws are interesting. Be the tree.

People who say that music is dead or hip-hop is dead are refusing to evolve.

I see men assassinated around me every day. I walk through rooms of the dead, streets of the dead, cities of the dead; men without eyes, men without voices; men with manufactured feelings and standard reactions; men with newspaper brains, television souls and high school ideas.

Why are all Christians happy and praising Jesus? It's because we are not DEAD! We may be imperfect, but we aren't DEAD!

No idea is ever dead until those who believe in it say it's dead.

Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.

The big debate right now is if Saddam is alive or dead. He's dead, then he's alive, then dead, then alive. It's just confusing. Today they showed videotape, and Saddam was speaking at his own funeral.

I have a lot of palm trees, because they say to me holidays and ocean. I grew up very poor and I had an aunt who would go on holiday and send me postcards of palm trees and I would pin them to the wall, so I've gone from that fantasy to reality.

Trees that, like the poplar, lift upward all their boughs, give no shade and no shelter, whatever their height. Trees the most lovingly shelter and shade us, when, like the willow, the higher soar their summits, the lower drop their boughs.

My friends joke that I’m dead until I get onstage. I’m dead right now as you’re speaking to me.

For me, the dead remain dead. If I couldn't believe that, I don't think I could go on living.

Good timber does not grow with ease: The stronger wind, the stronger trees; The further sky, the greater length; The more the storm, the more the strength. By sun and cold, by rain and snow, In trees and men good timbers grow.