Quotes About Adaptation

Only when a tree has fallen can you take the measure of it. It is the same with a man.

As the twig is bent the tree is inclined.

A nation, like a tree, does not thrive well till it is engraffed with a foreign stock.

A sapling must be hedged about for protection, but when it becomes a tree, a hedge would be a hindrance. So there is no need to criticise and condemn the old forms.

And after we returned to the savannahs and abandoned the trees, did we long for those great graceful leaps and ecstatic moments of weightlessness in the shafts of sunlight of the forest roof?

The Internet is part of this ongoing, species-long project we've been working on since we climbed down out of the trees in the savanna. We've been working on it without really knowing it.

Our tree was so puny we used orthopedic bulbs.

In talking of evolution, it is common to have in mind a tree.

A man can't make a place for himself in the sun if he keeps taking refuge under the family tree.

His grandfather had often told him that he tried too hard to move trees when a wiser man would walk around them.

As each tree falls so does the earth's ability to heal itself and to adapt to the effects of our changing climate

Now I'm an old Christmas tree, the roots of which have died. They just come along and while the little needles fall off me replace them with medallions.

In golf I am one under; one under a tree, one under a rock, and one under a bush.

Put an egg in your shoe and beat it, make like a tree and leave, imitate an amoeba and split.

One Tree Hill was a great learning opportunity for me, and Im excited to go and apply that elsewhere and see where I end up.

From a withered tree, a flower blooms

Roots are nice, but a tree can't run.

If you've ever come across a tree that you've lived with for many years and then one day it's blown over, there's incredible shock and violence about that.

Opinions that are well rooted should grow and change like a healthy tree.

All things such as grass and trees are soft and supple in life. At their death they are withered and dry.

Like a tree, a woman can't carry the weight of two seasons simultaneously. In the violent struggle of trying, she'll miss every bit of joy each season promises to bring.

The rigid tree will be felled.

I stand on the corner, pretending I am a tree.

A tree forms itself in answer to its place and the light. Explain it how you will, the only thing explainable will be your explanation." Sabbaths 1999 IV