The trees in Siberia are miles apart, that is why the dogs are so fast..
I believe that nothing can be more abstract, more unreal, than what we actually see. We know that all we can see of the objective world, as human bei….
Travelers describe a tree in the island of Java whose pestiferous exhalations blight every tiny blade of grass within the compass of its shade. So it….
And if we seem nutty to you and if we seem like an odd ball to you, just remember one thing. The mighty oak tree was once a nut just like me..
The tightrope of love swings back and forth, forever tied between the tree of anxiety and the tree of fear. Like life, it holds a constant reminder t….
Knowledge has the form of a tree, and since metaphysics is the most fundamental one of the theoretical disciplines, it represents the roots of the tr….
Look: the trees exist; the houses we dwell in stand there stalwartly. Only we pass by it all, like a rush of air. And everything conspires to keep qu….
I always figure I have this tree and there's always some green fruit that's not ready to pick or blossoms that are ready to flower; there are always ….
It is a simple matter to plant trees in straight lines, but informal groupings will test the sensitivities of the most experienced planter and the sm….
Trees ask us to examine how we live in the natural world, with one another, and intrapersonally..
If we value ourselves, we value trees; if we treat our environment right, we treat ourselves right..
Of all the trees we could've hit, we had to get one that hits back..
A purely materialistic art would be like a tree which is expected to bear fruit without flowering and to sacrifice grace and beauty for mere utility.
If we reconstructed human spirituality painstakingly, we would end up with a mangnificent tree whose branches go in so many directions, yet all tryin….
I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person. There was such a glory over everything. The sun came up like gold through the trees, and over t….
I was on acid and I looked at the trees and I realized that they all came to points, and the little branches came to points, and the houses came to p….
I love looking at you, hundred-year-old tree, loaded with shoots and boughs as though you were a stripling. Teach me the secret of growing old like y….
The bird's delirium does not interest the trees..
Then here 's to the oak, the brave old oak, Who stands in his pride alone! And still flourish he a hale green tree When a hundred years are gone!.
What does one plant who plants a tree? One plants the friend of sun and sky; One plants the flag of breezes free; The shaft of beauty towering high..
A man who thinks too much about his ancestors is like a potato-the best part of him is underground..