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Tree Quotes (page 43)

George Orwell quote: "Under the spreading chestnut tree. I sold you and you sold me--"
Under the spreading chestnut tree. I sold you and you sold me-- George Orwell
After denuding the trunk, the men left to denude others, and for a time the tree stood blighted, trying to raise its stunted arms, a creature clubbed mute, only its sudden voicelessness making us realize it had been speaking all along. Jeffrey Eugenides
I am the twentieth century. I am the ragtime and the tango; sans-serif, clean geometry. I am the virgin's-hair whip and the cunningly detailed shackles of decadent passion. I am every lonely railway station in every capital of Europe. I am the Street, the fanciless buildings of government. the cafe-dansant, the clockwork figure, the jazz saxophone, the tourist-lady's hairpiece, the fairy's rubber breasts, the travelling clock which always tells the wrong time and chimes in different keys. I... Thomas Pynchon
Ludwig van Beethoven quote: "I love a tree more than a man."
I love a tree more than a man. Ludwig van Beethoven
Thin clouds form, and the shadows lengthen out. They have no breadth, as summer shadows have; there are no leaves on the trees or fat clouds in the sky to make them thick. They are gaunt, mean shadows that bite the ground like teeth. As the sun nears the horizon, its benevolent yellow begins to deepen, to become infected, until it glares an angry inflamed orange. It throws a variegated glow over the horizon. Stephen King
Christmas can be celebrated in the school room with pine trees, tinsel and reindeers, but there must be no mention of the man whose birthday is being celebrated. One wonders how a teacher would answer if a student asked why it was called Christmas. Ronald Reagan
Alice Walker quote: "When the ax came into the forest the trees said the handle is..."
When the ax came into the forest the trees said the handle is one of us. Alice Walker
That wish to enter into an elusive element which had urged Cosimo into the trees, was still working now inside him unsatisfied, making him long for a more intimate link, a relationship which would bind him to each leaf and twig and feather and flutter. Italo Calvino
Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one's very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the... George Eliot
Rainer Maria Rilke quote: "If we surrendered to earth's intelligence we could rise up..."
If we surrendered to earth's intelligence we could rise up rooted, like trees. Rainer Maria Rilke
Have you noticed how nobody ever looks up? Nobody looks at chimneys, or trees against the sky, or the tops of buildings. Everybody just looks down at the pavement or their shoes. The whole world could pass them by and most people wouldn't notice. Julie Andrews
Khalil Gibran quote: "If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame..."
If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind forrevealing them to the trees. Khalil Gibran
Thomas Fuller quote: "He that plants trees loves others besides himself."
He that plants trees loves others besides himself. Thomas Fuller
Rilke wrote: 'These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving space between them, as though with their growth it too increased. Gaston Bachelard
Life rises out of death, death rises out of life; in being opposite they yearn to each other, they give birth to each other and are forever reborn. And with them, all is reborn, the flower of the apple tree, the light of the stars. In life is death. In death is rebirth. What then is life without death? Life unchanging, everlasting, eternal?-What is it but death-death without rebirth? Ursula K. Le Guin

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