Quotes About Wood

Time is the echo of an axe Within a wood.

This is the first thing I have understood: Time is the echo of an axe within a wood.

Outside, Melliphant's ear flattened itself against the wood of the door like a pale slug.

They seemed simple people, and he imagined that their society had no machines at all, but as they brought him through the town gates he saw delicate airborne ships of wood and glass rising like dragonflies from tall stone mooring-towers. Silvery discs, like misty mirrors, swivelled and pivoted on their undersides, and the air beneath them rippled like a heat-haze.

Tis the old wind in the old anger, But then it threshed another wood.

If I'm lonely it must be the loneliness of waking first, of breathing dawns' first cold breath on the city of being the one awake in a house wrapped in sleep If I'm lonely it's with the rowboat ice-fast on the shore in the last red light of the year that knows what it is, that knows it's neither ice nor mud nor winter light but wood, with a gift for burning from "Song

If I'm lonely it's with the rowboat ice-fast on the shore in the last red light of the year that knows what it is, that knows it's neither ice nor mud nor winter light but wood, with a gift for burning

The mind is not a vessel that needs filling, but wood that needs igniting.

There was that odor about her: not a sweetness, exactly, but a wildness suggesting breezes that have touched cold water and living wood.

Like a fall of timber he chopped himself to bed.

Cats are rather delicate creatures and they are a subject to a good many different ailments, but I have never heard of one who has suffered from insomnia.

The sky would be full of bodies like wood. There would have been cries of the dead And the living would be speaking, As a self that lives on itself.

Where shadows dim with shadows mate, in caverns deep and dark. Where old books dream of bygone days, when they were wood and bark...

O Caledonia! stern and wild,Meet nurse for a poetic child!Land of brown heath and shaggy wood;Land of the mountain and the flood!

Heap on more wood!—the wind is chill;But let it whistle as it will,We'll keep our Christmas merry still.

a splinter in the butt as you slide down the banister

The first energy transition began in Britain in the thirteenth century with the shift from wood to coal. Rising populations and destruction of forests made wood scarce and expensive, and coal came to be used for heating in London, despite fumes and smell.

Simple things, simple pleasures, cutting and splitting wood, a love of the country they wanted to see more of, memories of softball fields and a girl named Amanda. There are such women as Theresa "Sam" Fitzgerald who love their men. Are content with their lives together.

Oldendorf's fleet would hold its position astride the northern end of the strait and devour Nishimura's column like a log thrust into the business end of a U.S. Navy wood chipper.

Trust it little. Fear it much. Man at sea is but a worm on a bit of wood, now engulfed, now scared to death. —AMRU BIN AL-'AS, THE ARAB CONQUEROR OF EGYPT, 640 A.D.

Unlike the barren valley they had ridden through to reach the fortress, a wood stretched across the vale below them, crowding against the high wall, a forest

With mahogany in particular, it's so tightly grained

I have dreamed of going to bed as walking into clear water ringed by a snowy wood

I hate the dreadful hollow behind the little wood; Its lips in the field above are dabbled with blood-read heath, The red-ribb'd ledges drip with a silent horror of blood And Echo there, whatever is ask'd her, answers "Death".