Human beings grew up in forests; we have a natural affinity for them. How lovely a tree is, straining toward the sky..
On the Ning Nang Nong Where the Cows go Bong! And the Monkeys all say Boo! Theres a Nang Nong Ning Where the trees go Ping! And the tea pots Jibber J….
The tree which fills the arms grew from the tiniest sprout..
God planted the seeds of all the trees," continued Hetty, after a moment's pause, "and you see to what a height and shade they have grown! So it is w….
There is scarce a cave, an isolated rock, a lone pine tree or a pile of stones without supporting folklore..
In November, the trees are standing all sticks and bones. Without their leaves, how lovely they are, spreading their arms like dancers. They know it ….
A man contains all that is needed to make up a tree; likewise, a tree contains all that is needed to make up a man. Thus, finally, all things meet in….
It is a curious fact that out-of-door nature is to the beginner an enormously overloaded 'property room.' He sees, for instance, the myriad of leaves….
Train up a fig tree in the way it should go, and when you are old sit under the shade of it..
There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches like dead garlands..
I haven't bought a yacht or an island or even a palm tree..
Oh Trees, Trees, Trees...wake. Don't you remember it? Don't you remember me? Dryads and hamadryads, come out, come [out] to me..
I ran to the forest, I ran to the trees. I ran and I ran, I was looking for me..
I will be waiting by candlelight in our tree house of the mind..
Maybe you're not doing it right""I wasn't aware there was a technique to tree hugging..
Think of the Nets infrastructure as a source of natural building resources. Linux is not growing on the trees - it is the trees..
We have roots that grow towards each other underground. And when all the pretty blossom has fallen from our branches we find that we are one tree and….
Science Fiction has rivets, fantasy has trees..
The apple cannot be stuck back on the Tree of Knowledge; once we begin to see, we are doomed and challenged to seek the strength to see more, not les….
It was so dry in Saskatchewan during the Depression that the trees were chasing the dogs..
I hate to see prudence clinging to the green suckers of youth; 'tis like ivy round a sapling, and spoils the growth of the tree..