Our brains are like bonsai trees, growing around our private versions of reality.
Trees have judicial standing, and probably grass too.
I would love to do orange and lemon trees silhouetted against the blue sea, but I cannot find them the way I want them.
And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees and changing leaves.
As American education and intelligence becomes replaced by feelings and emotion, not seeing the forest for the trees has become a major problem.
I spent my childhood outdoors on my grandparents' farm. I learned to ride a motorbike when I was about six, a little PeeWee 50. I'd climb trees - there was a big weeping willow.
I have no neighbours other than animals and Joshua Trees.
As a kid I never had the impulse to climb anything. I think that most kids who live in small towns or rural areas outside of the city, that's what they do - climb walls, or trees, or whatever. To me, it was more dance classes and not being very boyish.
My father being an outdoors person, he used to take us on quite a few adventures thorugh the wild areas down there, introducing us to alligators and rattlesnakes and all the trees and plants.
Trees are responsible for 34 of all rains
O Elbereth! Gilthoniel! We still remember, we who dwell In this far land beneath the trees. Thy starlight on the Western Seas.
Sometimes it takes more courage not to let yourself see. Sometimes knowledge is damaging - not enlightenment but enleadenment. If one recognizes the difference and prepares oneself - it is extraordinarily brave. Because when it comes to certain human miseries, the only witnesses should be the pavement and maybe the trees. (Gareth van Meer)
A brotherhood of venerable trees.
It is curious to what a degree one may become attached to a fine tree, especially when it is placed where trees are rare.
I always think of the Pacific Northwest as giant trees, and rain, and clouds and dampness, like the Native American art from that area.
An English homegrey twilight poured On dewy pasture, dewy trees, Softer than sleepall things in order stored, A haunt of ancient Peace.
The difference between science fiction and fantasy … is simply this: science fiction has rivets and fantasy has trees.
Trees for example, carry the memory of rainfal. In their rings we read ancient weather - storms, sunlight and temperatures, the growing seasons of centuries. A forest shares a history which each tree remembers even after it has been felled.
Plant the seeds of Love in your hearts. Let them grow into trees of Service and shower the sweet fruit of Ananda. Share the Ananda with all. That is the proper way to celebrate the Birthday
I have often thought that my work with wildlife taught me the meaning of patience, and my work with the big trees taught me the meaning of humility, and my work with the ice has taught me the meaning of mortality.