Quotes About Tree

dishonor is like a scar on a tree, which time, instead of effacing, only helps to enlarge. Mencius

She had never been filled with her love like a calm brimming vessel. She had rather suffered it, as a tree might suffer a cold wind, and the image of a coldness was somehow mingled with her memories of marital love.

Everybody talks about being a writer, angel. If every novel conceived on a bar stool made it into print, there wood not be one tree left standing on God's green Earth.

Can entropy ever be reversed? We both know entropy can't be reversed. You can't turn smoke and ash back into a tree. Do you have trees on your world? The sound of the Galactic AC startled them into silence. Its voice came thin and beautiful out of the small AC-contact on the desk. It said: THERE IS INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR A MEANINGFUL ANSWER

I think about death a lot, I really do, because I can't believe I won't exist. It's the ego isn't it? I feel that I should retreat into a better form of Zen Buddhism than this kind of ego-dominated thing. But I don't know, I mean, I want to come back as a tree but I suspect that it's just not going to happen, is it?

Yes, our tree has an interesting shape. The center branches reflect the shape of the zero curve. When extreme parts of the tree are reached the branching pattern changes to accommodate the mean reversion.

Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough bends the cradle will fall, Down comes the baby, cradle and all.

Along this tree From root to crown Ideas flow up And vetoes down.

Would that life were like the shadow cast by a wall or a tree, but it is like the shadow of a bird in flight.

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

A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.

It's all about the family tree, there's a family tree. You know Melly Mel birthed KRS-One, KRS-One I think birthed Tupac.

A tree root won't get into your sewer line unless there's something already wrong with your sewer line. I know most people don't want to hear that, but it's true

I'm tolerant of all religions... I don't care if someone wants to go out there and worship the bark on a tree.

Does the soul have a passport? Or do you simply pick the branch of the family tree that you prefer, with its preferred location, and hang your history on it?

Prince Stefan's] family was of Eastern European descent, with some real royalty thrown in via a connection to Vlad the Impaler—who hung from a branch that Ian wouldn't kept secret had the family tree been growing in his yard.

Are you, are you coming to the tree? Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here. No stranger would let it be if we met up At midnight in the hanging tree.

Beetee is still messing round the tree, doing I don't know what. At one point he snaps off a sliver of bark, joins us, and throws it against the force field. It bounces back and lands on the ground, glowing. In a few moments it returns to its original color. "Well, that explains a lot," says Beetee. I look at Peeta and can't help biting my lip to keep from laughing since it explains absolutely nothing to anyone but Beetee.

It's the final word in camouflage. Forget chucking weights around. Peeta should have gone into his private session with the Gamemakers and painted himself into a tree. Or a boulder. Or a muddy bank full of weeds.

There's always hand-to-hand combat. All you need is to come up with a knife, and you'll at least stand a chance. If I get jumped, I'm dead!" I can hear my voice rising in anger. "But you won't! You'll be living up in some tree eating raw squirrels and picking off people with arrows.

That was Mahogany!!

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three Where the dead man called out for his love to flee Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

He didn't recognize it, but it brought to mind the hanging of the rebel two days before. Had she been there? Had it prompted this? Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where the dead man called out for his love to flee? Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Ah, yes. It was Arlo's hanging, because where else would a dead man call out for his love to flee?

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.