#forest

Would you leave your world for me?" he asks. "I might" she tells him. She wonders how the world ever fell appart with this much love in it. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#hare-moon #the-forest-of-hands-and-teeth #love

The forest is only waiting for their signal to start trembling, hissing, and roaring from its depths. An enormous, love-maddened, unlighted railway station, full to bursting. Whole trees bristling with living noise makers, mutilated erections, horror. ↗

— Louis-Ferdinand Céline

#love #noise #trees #love

Keď spoznáš lásku ... láska je to, vďaka čomu hodno žiť. Keď s ňou každý deň žiješ. Zobúdzaš sa s ňou, držíš sa jej v nepohode a po prežitej nočnej more. Keď je láska tvoje útočisko pred smrťou, čo nás obklopuje a napĺňa ťa až po okraj, že to ani nedokážeš vyjadriť. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#love #the-forest-of-hands-and-teeth #love

I am not feeling any better because I cannot stay in bed, having constant cause for walking. They say I leave at night by the window of my tower, hanging from a red umbrella with which I set fire to the forest! ↗

— Camille Claudel

#any #because #bed #better #cannot

I have the loving support of my girlfriend who still attends Wake Forest and is nearing graduation. She helps me cope with the everyday rigors of being an NBA player. ↗

— Tim Duncan

#being #cope #everyday #forest #girlfriend

A single tree in the tropical forest in the south of Mexico has more different species than some European countries. ↗

— Carlos Salinas de Gortari

#different #european #european countries #forest #mexico

Each generation takes the earth as trustees. We ought to bequeath to posterity as many forests and orchards as we have exhausted and consumed. ↗

— Julius Sterling Morton

#consumed #each #earth #exhausted #forests

Love is like encountering a forest and having to chop down every tree but one. Oh, and you have to chop down each tree by hugging it until it falls.
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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#funny #hug #hugging #humor #love

The woods that I loved as a child are entirely gone. The woods that I loved as a young adult are gone. The woods that most recently I walked in are not gone, but they’re full of bicycle trails. And this is happening to the world, and I think it is very very dangerous for our future generations, those of us who believe that the world is not only necessary to us in its pristine state, but it is in itself an act of some kind of spiritual thing. I said once, and I think this is true, the world did not have to be beautiful to work. But it is. What does that mean? [from 'A Thousand Mornings' With Poet Mary Oliver for NPR Books] ↗

— Mary Oliver

#nature #woods #beauty

Yet for the first time in three days, I want something. I want the forest lord to turn me into a cedar. The very oldest islanders say that if you are in the interior mountains on the night when the forest lord counts his trees, he includes you in the number and turns you into a tree. ↗

— David Mitchell

#japan #dreams