A tree is our most intimate contact with nature..

We are the future, and we hope to be rather than taking us back to a lot of the old ideas..

Be like a tree. The tree gives shade even to him who cuts off its boughs..

And after we returned to the savannahs and abandoned the trees, did we long for those great graceful leaps and ecstatic moments of weightlessness in ….

There must be a union between the spirit in wood and the spirit in man. The grain of the wood must relate closely to its function. The abutment of th….

I have a tree man coming to trim the jacaranda in my front garden..

Anytime you feel love for anything, be it stone, tree, lover, or child, you are touched by the Goddess's magick..

I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree..

My days are jam-packed with carpools, classroom assistance, tending to chickens, dogs and seven acres of olive trees!.

On the holy boughs of the Celestial Tree High up in the heavenly fields, Beyond terrestrial desire My soul-bird a warm nest has built..

As the twig is bent the tree is inclined..

I love to work, so give me what you've got. I'll play a tree, if you want me to. If you want fruit on it, then pay me more money. Otherwise, I just l….

So let us raise a cheer ... for the insatiable spirit of Man eager for all new things! What a tale could have been written by that far off man who fi….

I love to work. I'll work all the time, unless somebody stops me. I love it, love it, love it!.

As a director, your job can range from having to lean on someone to get a performance out of them, to someone being so built for the part that all yo….

I couldn't be more thankful to get my start on a soap opera. It was the hardest job I ever had. Got to practice in front of the camera, like, every d….

You can't get good at anything unless you do it day in and day out, over and over..

Out on the street I start to run; I need to breathe in this life, the trees, the warmth of my town. I will be able to control my own fate and I will ….

A tree's a tree. How many more do you need to look at?.

As participants in a mobile culture, our default is to move. God embraces our broken world, and I have no doubt that God can use our movement for goo….

But it is never over; nothing ends until we want it to. Look, in shattered midnights, On black ice under silver trees, We are still dancing, dancing..