Quotes About Green

All I wanted was to be a pea of being inside the green pod of time.

I will be Green until the day I die, if not for a long time after.

The next time you see one of those squirrels go near my putting green, take a gun and shoot it

Sweet memory, wafted by the gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers.

If I hear 'Karma Chameleon' one more time, I swear I'm going to find Boy George and make him eat Jesse's record. What does red, gold, and green have to do with anything anyway? (Gloria)

Such, such were the joys When we all, girls and boys, In our youth time were seen On the Echoing Green.

Saturday morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in every heart; and if the heart was young, the music issued at the lips. There was cheer in every face and a spring in every step. The locust-trees were in bloom, and the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air. Cardiff Hill, beyond the village and above, it was green with vegetation, and it lay just far enough away to seem a Delectable Land, dreamy, reposeful, and inviting.

Warm summer sun, shine brightly here, Warm Southern wind, blow softly here, Green sod above, lie light, lie light, Good night, dear heart; good night, good night.

The yellow cottage with the Charleston green shutters

It is a wonderful place, the moor, said he, looking round over the undulating downs, long green rollers, with crests of jagged granite foaming up into fantastic surges. You never tire of the moor. You cannot think the wonderful secrets which it contains. It is so vast, and so barren, and so mysterious.

The fields are black and ploughed, and they lie like a great fan before us, with their furrows gathered in some hand beyond the sky, spreading forth from that hand, opening wide apart as they come toward us, like black pleats that sparkle with thin, green spangles.

The leaves had edges of silver that trembled and rippled like a river of green and fire flowing high above us.

It was a day in March, and the sky was a faint green with the first hint of spring. In Central Park, five hundred feet below, the earth caught the tone of the sky in a shade of brown that promised to become green, and the lakes lay like splinters of glass under the cobwebs of bare branches.

Maybe it doesn't have to be the way Jake Sully bleakly summarized it to Eywa. Maybe there is a way for us to keep the Earth green, without giving up our civilization and all the benefits it brings: by using the resources of space.

Sam has brown hair and very, very pretty green eyes. The kind of green that doesn't make a big deal about itself.

very very pretty green eyes. The kind of green that doesn't make a big deal about itself.

As the landscape changed from brown to green, the army awakened, and began to tremble with eagerness at the noise of rumors.

They were still all beautiful and there was still enchantment and wonder, but she had crossed a line and now the fairy tale was green with corruption and evil.

The beauty of love. The love of beauty. The greener you are, the wiser you will be.

Skylark,Have you seen a valley green with springWhere my heart can go a-journeying,Over the shadows and the rainTo a blossom-covered lane?

First I put on what I thought of as my 'artistic' outfit, a green smock dress with huge amber beads stitched into it. I imagined the kind of people who went to concerts might be quite arty and flamboyant. Will and Nathan both stared at me as I entered the living room. 'No,' said Will, flatly. 'That looks like something my mum would wear,' said Nathan. 'You never told me your mum was Nana Mouskouri,' Will said.

Much of the environmental movement is a Trojan Horse for socialist assumptions and ambitions (the British like to call environmentalists "watermelons"—green on the outside, red on the inside).

The tragic mistake of so many in the environmentalist movement is the belief that the rest of the world can afford to hold itself to our expensive green standards.

Freckles of blue sky sparked through the green-black of old growth.