#trees

As I age in the world it will rise and spread, and be for this place horizon and orison, the voice of its winds. I have made myself a dream to dream of its rising, that has gentled my nights. Let me desire and wish well the life these trees may live when I no longer rise in the mornings to be pleased with the green of them shining, and their shadows on the ground, and the sound of the wind in them. ↗

— Wendell Berry

#hope #transcience #trees #age

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

Quick, someone's coming! Look real! ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#men

She had dreamed that she lay beneath a spreading tree somewhere, a tree that whispered with ten thousand soft lips of green; and the dream continued for a moment even after waking. ↗

— Algernon Blackwood

#dreams

Their life is mysterious, it is like a forest; from far off it seems a unity, it can be comprehended, described, but closer it begins to separate, to break into light and shadow, the density blinds one. Within there is no form, only prodigious detail that reaches everywhere: exotic sounds, spills of sunlight, foliage, fallen trees, small beasts that flee at the sound of a twig-snap, insects, silence, flowers. And all of this, dependent, closely woven, all of it is deceiving. There are really two kinds of life. There is, as Viri says, the one people believe you are living, and there is the other. It is this other which causes the trouble, this other we long to see. ↗

— James Salter

#forest #metaphor #people #trees #family

We need to save the forests. I have a big warehouse we can store them in. ↗

— Bauvard

#funny #humor #trees #funny

When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity? ↗

— Luci Anneu Sèneca

#inspiration #nature #trees #inspirational

If I were a tree, I would have no reason to love a human. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#humans #love #maggie-stiefvater #nature #the-raven-boys

Mrs. Bittarcy rustled ominously, holding her peace meanwhile. She feared long words she did not understand. Beelzebub lay hid among too many syllables. ↗

— Algernon Blackwood

#love

Time is different for a tree than for a man. Sun and soil and water, these are the things a weirwood understands, not days and years and centuries. For men, time is a river. We are trapped in its flow, hurtling from past to present, always in the same direction. The lives of trees are different. They root and grow and die in one place, and that river does not move them. The oak is the acorn, the acorn is the oak. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#epistemology #humanity #past #present #time