#forest

An English wood is like a good many other things in life-- very promising at a distance, but a hollow mockery when you get within. You see daylight on both sides, and the sun freckles the very bracken. Our woods need the night to make them seem what they ought to be--what they once were, before our ancestors' descendants demanded so much more money, in these so much more various days. ("The Striding Place") ↗

— Gertrude Atherton

#forests #woods #life

It is not acceptable that we continue to see thousands of acres burn because of forest fires, because of poor management on our forests, big kill, and we have these catastrophic situations take place when we are not able to take action. ↗

— Cathy McMorris

#acceptable #acres #action #because #big

The grandeur and strength or our people and democracy are as big as a forest. ↗

— Chen Shui-bian

#democracy #forest #grandeur #our #our people

Michael would take us on location and see how the colors worked in the forests and fields. ↗

— Madeleine Stowe

#fields #forests #how #location #michael

The unrecorded past is none other than our old friend, the tree in the primeval forest which fell without being heard. ↗

— Barbara Tuchman

#fell #forest #friend #heard #none

The desert, when the sun comes up...I couldn't tell where heaven stopped and the Earth began. ↗

— Tom Hanks

#desert #forest-gump #morning #beauty

a single-file army of ants biting a mammoth tree into uniform grains and hauling it down to the dark for their ravenous queen. and, in reply, a choir of seedlings arching their necks out of rotted tree stumps, sucking life out of death. this forest eats itself and lives forever. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#forest #nature #beauty

She was talking to a tree. Just talking to a tree. Totally normal. People probably did it every day here. They're only trees. She fought an insane urge to laugh. ↗

— Ruth Frances Long

#jack-o-the-forest #jenny #realm #talking #trees

Every game has its Jacks,' she said, the sadness of it pulling down the elation of sudden understanding. 'The thing that acts as a wild card. It can't be counted on or predicted. A weapon, even. But he's in other places, too, isn't he? And do you know what else a Jack is, Puck?...I do. ↗

— Ruth Frances Long

#jenny #puck #riddles #tricks #wren

The forest fleer has been expelled from society, the anarch has expelled society from himself. He is and remains his own master in all circumstances. When he decides to flee to the forest, his decision is less an issue of justice and conscience for him than a traffic accident. He changes camouflage; of course, his alien status is more obvious in the forest flight, thereby making it the weaker form, though perhaps indispensable. ↗

— Ernst Jünger

#ernst-jünger #forest-flight #freedom #society #change