Top 1200 Liberty Tree Quotes & Sayings - Page 16

That sense – the only true patriotism – comes slowly and springs from the heart: it is founded upon respect for the family and love for the soil. Premature ‘liberty’ of this kind would have been a disaster: we should have been torn to pieces by petty squabbles before we had ever reached political maturity, which, as things were, as made possible by the long quiet years under monarchical government; for it was that government which, as it were, nursed our strength and enabled us ultimately to produce sound fruit from liberty, as only a politically adult nation can.

Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.

As the tree is bent, so it will grow.

The tree is known by his fruit.

The ripest peach is highest on the tree.

As the twig is bent the tree is inclined.

Every man who is not for us in this prolonged struggle for liberty is responsible for the present degradation of the mothers of the race. It is pitiful to see how few men ever have made our cause their own, but while leaving us to fight our battle alone, they have been unsparing in their criticism of every failure. Of all the battles for liberty in the long past, woman only has been left to fight her own, without help and with all the powers of earth and heaven, human and divine, arrayed against her.

The spine is the tree of life. Respect it.

Empire and liberty.

Liberty is not the right of one, but of all.

The earth will never be the same again Rock, water, tree, iron, share this greif As distant stars participate in the pain. A candle snuffed, a falling star or leaf, A dolphin death, O this particular loss A Heaven-mourned; for if no angel cried If this small one was tossed away as dross, The very galaxies would have lied. How shall we sing our love's song now In this strange land where all are born to die? Each tree and leaf and star show how The universe is part of this one cry, Every life is noted and is cherished, and nothing loved is ever lost or perished.

A single tree doesn't make a forest.

Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing; the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky.

Most of the tree of life is effectively arranged.

Liberty is not enough.

Anger is a weed; hate is a tree

This liberty is all that I request.

All I'm for is the liberty of the individual.

I saw a tree fall in the woods, and I didn't hear it.

A tree's wood is also its memoir.

The forest stretched on seemingly forever with the most monotonous predictability, each tree just like the next - trunk, branches, leaves; trunk, branches, leaves. Of course a tree would have taken a different view of the matter. We all tend to see the way others are alike and how we differ, and it's probably just as well we do, since that prevents a great deal of confusion. But perhaps we should remind ourselves from time to time that ours is a very partial view, and that the world is full of a great deal more variety than we ever manage to take in.

If a tree dies, plant another in its place.

But only God can make a tree.

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

Fake is as old as the Eden tree.

Judge of a tree by its fruit, not by its leaves.

Look, little currant bush, I am the gardener here, and I know what I want you to be. I didn’t intend you to be a fruit tree or a shade tree. I want you to be a currant bush, and some day, little currant bush, when you are laden with fruit, you are going to say, ‘Thank you, Mr. Gardener, for loving me enough to cut me down, for caring enough about me to hurt me. Thank you, Mr. Gardener.’

The tree falls not at the first stroke.

I never saw a discontented tree.

Fire is the Sun unwinding from the tree's log.

Everybody who's anybody longs to be a tree.

As the twig is bent the tree inclines.

Where liberty is, there is my country.

I am a forgettable leaf on a tree.

Cursed is everyone who hangs on a tree.

From the fallen tree everybody makes firewood.

Was it not most meet that a woman should first see the risen Saviour? She was first in the transgression; let her be first in the justification. In yon garden she was first to work our wo; let her in that other garden be the first to see Him who works our weal. She takes first the apple of that bitter tree which brings us all our sorrow; let her be the first to see the Mighty Gardener, who has planted a tree which brings forth fruit unto everlasting life.

Liberty is a harsh mistress. You cannot pick and choose what you like and dislike about her. Liberty will not change her principles for you, no matter how much you claim to love her. She will stand fast in her demands for total acceptance. If you can't receive her, she will recognize you as a false lover and leave you. And when you hear that door slam, it will take every tear in your eye, every ounce of blood in your veins, and all the nerve in your heart to win her back.

Swaraj is a hardy tree of patient growth.

How can the seed know that by dying in the soil it will become a great tree? It will not be there to witness the happening. How can the seed know that one day, if it dies, there will be great foliage, green leaves, great branches, and flowers and fruits? How can the seed know? The seed will not be there. The seed has to disappear before it can happen. The seed has never met the tree. The seed has to disappear and die. Only very few people have that much courage. It really needs guts to discover truth. You will die as yourself. You will certainly be born.

The tree that God plants, no winde hurts it.

A youth, like a tree, needs pruning.

One can lynch a person without a rope or tree.

The development of a tree depends on where it is planted.

The tree does not die, it waits.

From a withered tree, a flower blooms

All religions are branches of one big tree.

Liberty is dangerous.

There seemed nothing so true as a yellow tree.

Save a tree, eat a beaver.

I love a tree more than a man.

Is it just or reasonable, that most voices against the main end of government should enslave the less number that would be free? more just it is, doubtless, if it come to force, that a less number compel a greater to retain, which can be no wrong to them, their liberty, than that a greater number, for the pleasure of their baseness, compel a less most injuriously to be their fellow-slaves. They who seek nothing but their own just liberty, have always right to win it and to keep it, whenever they have power, be the voices never so numerous that oppose it.

On the gallows tree, all men are brothers.

Talk to the tree, make friends with it.

Even a stunted tree reaches for sunlight.

Judge a tree from its fruit, not from its leaves.

Character is the tree, reputation is the shadow.

Grief, like a tree, has tears for its fruit.

Contentment is both the fruit and the tree.

When a big tree falls, the ground shakes