Quotes About Forest

They say that there are many saints in Tibet who remain in solitude and are still very helpful to the world... "It can be so. Realisation of the Self is the greatest help that can be rendered to humanity. Therefore, the saints are said to be helpful, though they remain in forests. But it should not be forgotten that solitude is not in forest only. It can be had even in towns, in the thick of worldly occupations.

Socrates roamed and surrounded by the oppositions in Athens, like a lion that's surrounded by hyenas in the forest.

Oh my brother, I hear your footsteps In the forest. They are strong and even; They sound the rhythm of your great heart.

Dorian grunted, staring out at the forest. "Where's Sascha?" "In the aerie." "You left her alone?" "As my mate would say- she's a cardinal, fully capable of protecting herself." "So you left at least two others on watch." "Of course I did.

Sascha nodded. "Want me to wait?" "Do I want my mate to wait in a deserted forest while a dangerous Psy fugitive remains on the loose? Wait, let me think." "Sarcasm does not suit you." She kissed him again, laughter in her eyes.

He has his good side and his bad side. Very dark indeed is his majesty when he wants to be. When he was young, he made a choice, like a tree does when it decides to grow one way or the other. He grew large and green until he shadowed over the whole forest, but most of his branches are twisted.

Etty saw Rowan, daughter of Robin Hood, lifting her green kirtle, her brown braid lashing like a wildcat's tail as she tried to run.

There was a song in this forest, too, but it was a savage song, whispering of madness and tearing and rage.

As the moral gloom of the world overpowers all systematic gaiety, even so was their home of wild mirth made desolate amid the sad forest.

The sun shone, we were warm. We sat and relaxed on the grass. We were very hungry, but the joy of survival strengthened our spirits. The hunt in the forest was still on, we had to wait here.

If a tree falls in the forest and kills your ex-wife, what do you do with the lumber?

Anna drove with the window rolled down, breathing in the essence of autumn: an exhalation of a forest readying itself for sleep, a smell so redolent with nostalgia a pleasant ache warmed her bones and she was nagged with the sense of a loss she could not remember.

En toch dwaalde ze al die tijd in gedachten door de kathedralen van het bos, in die nog altijd witte wereld waar de uilen krasten in het donker en een vriend op sterven lag.

A search engine often draws our attention to a particular snippet of text, a few words or sentences that have strong relevance to whatever we're searching for at the moment, while providing little incentive for taking in the work as a whole. We don't see the forest when we search the Web. We don't even see the trees. We see twigs and leaves.

One gram of rich forest soil contains an estimated 100 million prokaryotes.

Life, death, change, they happened most at the edge of things: where forest meets clearing, air meets water.

More Phase Transitions This principle applies just as much to the spread of infectious diseases or magnetic polarity as to forest fires. It is essentially the same process unfolding.

The city hung on him, weighed him down with stone on all sides; it clung to him with the tar of dozens of eyes he could see, and hundreds more he couldn't. Lord, how much easier things were in the forest.

There is nothing in the world as enticing as a wood of any kind, because of its mysteries.

One of the previous Kings of the Enchanted Forest had been very fond of sweeping up and down staircases in a long velvet robe and his best crown, so he had added stairs wherever he thought there was room

Twenty minutes into our walk away from the wall put us deep in a forest of fir, pine, cottonwood, and aspen trees. The lush forest floor was alive and danced with shadows cast from an endless parade of swaying trees. As we approached early evening it was cool and peaceful. The sound of the trees moving in the wind high above seemed like a friendly traveling companion, calling us farther and farther into the depths of the forest.

I had to push him a bit," I said. "Superstitious folk don't like to talk about things they're afraid of. He was about to clam up, and I needed to know what he'd seen in the forest." "I could have gotten it out of him," she said. "More flies with honey and all that.

De zee is blauw, het bos is groen

Desde la lejana floresta, de soñar ennegrecida, nos llega lo exhalado, y lo extraviado ronda, grande como los espectros del futuro.