Quotes About Tree

Biceps are like ornaments on a Christmas tree.

Promises that you make to yourself are often like the Japanese plum tree - they bear no fruit.

Even your pity is like a blast of wind and the words you speak would strip a tree of its blossoms.

Character is like a tree and reputation like a shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

The object is not to make the tree look like a bonsai, but to make the bonsai look like a tree.

Nothing is more wistful than the scent of lilac, nor more robust than its woody stalk, for we must remember that it is a tree as well as a flower, we must try not to forget this.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know, Where the tree tops glisten And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow.

Many parts of a pine tree are edible.

Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you and you sold me: There lie they, and here lie we Under the spreading chestnut tree.

A tree is our most intimate contact with nature.

Love should be a tree whose roots are deep in the earth, but whose branches extend into heaven.

My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.

No other God have I but thee, born in a manger, died on a tree.

Through watering the ground of affectionate love with cherishing love, And then sowing the seeds of wishing love and compassion, the medicinal tree of Bodhichitta will grow.

Philosophy: a purple bullfinch in a lilac tree.

Under a spreading chestnut-tree The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.

A circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of diabolical knowledge.

God is the Seed; The Universe is the Tree, Impulses and passions are the branches, Intelligence is the flower, Pure Consciousness is the fruit, Love is the sweetness in the fruit.

Native ability without education is like a tree without fruit.

But 'neath yon crimson tree Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame.

How many Zen masters does it take to screw in a light bulb? The plum tree in the garden!

It were a blessed sight to see That child become a willow tree, His brother trees among. He'd be four times as tall as me, And live three times as long.

The tree laden with fruits always bends low. If you wish to be great, be lowly and meek.

The tree is happy because it is scarcely sentient; the hard rock is happier still, it feels nothing: there is no pain as great as being alive, no burden heavier than that of conscious life.