Quotes About Leaves

Soft moss a downy pillow makes, and green leaves spread a tent, Where Faerie fold may rest and sleep until their night is spent. The bluebird sings a lullaby, the firefly gives a light, The twinkling stars are candles bright, Sleep, Faeries all, Good Night.

Or do Mafeking Night and the rest stand in the place of the secret and personal–in the place of what cannot be told and must perish with us–moments when for no reason that we can understand–a warm evening, the scent of leaves, a cock crowing far away–all the air becomes distended with grief. A moment such as this.

In the life of man there are no two moments of pleasure exactly alike, any more than there are two leaves of identical shape upon the same tree.

Among houseplants, the most efficient air purifiers are heavy transpirers, or species that cycle a lot of water from roots to leaves, such as palms, rubber plants, and corn plants (Dracaena). However, any green plant deserves some credit for making indoor air better for people to breathe.

In Brussels the leaves had begun to fall, and a sudden wind blew them in gusts about the street. People felt the hidden chill of autumn in the air and wondered what would happen if the war were to last through the winter.

Leaves are falling casualties.

trunk and on the ground immediately beneath the tree.

was quiet but for the sound of a tractor laboring at the park's edge, cleaning leaves amid a stand of bare oak trees.

I'm not a bad guy. If only I could stop hoping. If only I could say to my heart: Give up. Be alone forever. There's always opera. There's angel-food cake and neighborhood children caroling, and the look of autumn leaves on a wet roof. But no. My heart's some kind of idiotic fishing bobber.

As he walked, the sad faded leaves were driven pitilessly around him by the wind, and under the mingling influences of autumn and evening, a craving for the quietude of the grave … overtook him with unwanted intensity.

Summer died under the weight of fallen leaves and autumn filled up the ruts in the road with rainwater like blood filling fresh clawmarks.

In New England, the pin oak thrives, its leaves tipping to a thorny point in a good-natured impression of its evergreen neighbor, the holly bush.

I surrendered my beliefs and found myself at the tree of life injecting my story into the veins of leaves only to find that stories like forests are subject to seasons

There is nothing more negligent than attempting to address a problem one finds on a branch than by censoring the leaves.

Time is the River on which the leaves of our thoughts are carried into oblivion.

For the time being Words scatter Are they fallen leaves?

Always find a time to sit on a humid autumn bench to feed the poor birds or to think the dying leaves!

And yet when his death happened only a few months later, I understood that he left me at the end of his long life just as naturally as the leaves fall from the trees.

The shadows of leaves fall upon their arms, as they spread the branches apart, but their shoulders are in the sun. The skin of their arms is like a blue mist, but their shoulders are white and glowing, as if the light fell not from above, but rose from under their skin. We watch the leaf which has fallen upon their shoulder and it lies at the curve of their neck, and a drop of dew glistens upon it like a jewel.

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

Furious and wild with fear, the potatoes flailed the air with their leaves and stamped their roots, but obviously this got them nowhere.

Outside, a gusty October breeze was combing leaves from the trees and sending them across her backyard in colorful skitters.

Love is the kiss in the quiet nest while the leaves are trembling, mirrored in the water.

This is a relationship in which each partner has the capacity to abuse the other: books can crack our spines, loosen our leaves, mark us with their dirty fingers and write in our margins just as much as we can theirs.