We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence… We need silence to be able to touch souls.
Driving through much of the southern part of the U.S. reminds me of where I grew up in Canada. The trees, homes, sense of community… I love the South.
Hugging trees has a calming effect on me. I’m talking about enormous trees that will be there when we are all dead and gone. I’ve hugged trees in every part of this little island.
If we’re destroying our trees and destroying our environment and hurting animals and hurting one another and all that stuff, there’s got to be a very powerful energy to fight that. I think we need more love in the world.
The almond grows very contentedly alongside olives. I discovered that while in Israel – both trees require only sparse watering once established.
For me, one of the major reasons to move beyond just the planting of trees was that I have tendency to look at the causes of a problem. We often preoccupy ourselves with the symptoms, whereas if we went to the root cause of the problems, we would be able to overcome the problems once and for all.
Coffee connects us in so many ways – to each other, to our senses, and to the earth that supports the coffee trees.
I had always planned to make a large painting of the early spring, when the first leaves are at the bottom of the trees, and they seem to float in space in a wonderful way. But the arrival of spring can’t be done in one picture.
I’ve never been more terrified than when I learned how to paramotor. They attached this machine to my back, as if I was a stuntman in a James Bond movie, and I had to fly over all these trees and patches of concrete in Cirencester.
Seeing family is what brings me peace. If I’m not traveling home on my day off, I love going to Central Park to be around trees and throw a Frisbee with my boyfriend.
Christ’s fishermen should not meddle with men’s law, for men’ s law contains sharp stones and trees by which the net of God is broken, and the fish wend out of the world.
I was never one of those little girls who played with baby dolls and picked names for her firstborn. I was playing in the mud with my dog, doing backflips, and climbing trees.
To tell you the truth, I believe everything – tigers, trees, stones – are sentient in one way or another. You’d never catch me idly kicking a stone, for example.
I’m interested in raw land and trees and fresh air and rivers and lots of animals around them.
Only bad golfers are lucky. They’re the ones bouncing balls off trees, curbs, turtles and cars. Good golfers have bad luck. When you hit the ball straight, a funny bounce is bound to be unlucky.
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
The Amazon is not just a set of trees. It is a set of 25 million people. If we don’t create real economic opportunities for them, the practical result is to encourage disorganized economic activities that results in the further destruction of the rain forest.
It’s either I have to be in the trees or in the ocean, otherwise I lose my mind. I have to get connected with nature, otherwise I don’t feel very good. And that’s what life’s about, feeling good, so nature knows best for me.
Again, we saw in Bosnia – we had U.N. peacekeepers tied to trees, being taken hostage. The fact is they don’t have the type of deliberate and authoritative rule that I think is needed to get the job done.
My days are jam-packed with carpools, classroom assistance, tending to chickens, dogs and seven acres of olive trees!
I watch people throw aluminum cans in the trash, and I think of all the stories I’ve heard about the over-mining of aluminum, the erosion that happens, and the trees that fall down.
I’ve been accident-prone since I was a kid climbing trees and falling out. I’ve come off a few motorcycles.
When I was growing up, kids would go outside and play all day and invent things. And my brothers and I pretended our picnic table was a ship one summer. Our bikes were horses, and our trees were forts. We turned everything in the world into make-believe.
You know, it’s kind of hard because I really – I see kids on their Rollerblades and their bikes, and just running around, climbing trees, and I used to do that. And I loved doing that.
Autumn is much redder in North America and east Asia than it is in northern Europe, and this can’t be explained by temperature differences alone. These areas also have a greater proportion of ancient tree lineages surviving: trees have gone extinct at a higher rate in Europe compared with those other areas.
If you would know strength and patience, welcome the company of trees.
In most mills, only the best portions of the best trees are used, while the ruins are left on the ground to feed great fires which kill much of what is left of the less desirable timber, together with the seedlings on which the permanence of the forest depends.
I always wanted to be a Californian. In my wildest dreams, I always liked California – it’s the place where oranges grows on trees! Fruit just falls off the trees.
The actor should not play a part. Like the Aeolian harps that used to be hung in the trees to be played only by the breeze, the actor should be an instrument played upon by the character he depicts.
I’ve always liked trees. And then, growing up, I took an interest in ecology, hedges being destroyed, the landscape being turned into prairies.
Green is my favorite. And it’s my favorite because it’s the color of my wife’s eyes, grass, trees, life, and money, and mother earth!
You know, I like to climb trees and ride bikes and play.
Tinsel on our Christmas trees is a Hart family staple started by my grandmother, Helen Hart.
On the environmental front there’s concern about global warming and high levels of carbon dioxide, and trees take in CO2 and store carbon.
I realized I was tired of singing about trees and flowers. I wanted to sing about real life. From then on, nobody could tell me anything was better than blues.
We’re planting trees to break up the concrete jungle. We’re building public transportation and affordable housing.
I wasn’t going to get such a nice car – I was going to get a cute little hybrid or something, keep the trees happy – but then my grandfather died, and it was all: retail therapy!
There’s nothing good about ash dieback, but there is one useful thing that could be done: wherever possible, leave the dead trees to stand. There is more life in a dead tree than in a living tree: around 2,000 animal species in the UK rely on dead or dying wood for their survival.
You know what I love the smell of? Christmas trees and pine. I always have a pine candle even if it’s not Christmas.
Native trees are so important to our ecosystem.
I can’t see the forest through the trees, except the trees are people.
There are cities that get by on their good looks, offer climate and scenery, views of mountains or oceans, rockbound or with palm trees. And there are cities like Detroit that have to work for a living.
Nature promotes mutualism. The flower nourishes the bee. The river waters quench the thirst of all living beings. And trees provide a welcoming home to so many birds and animals. There is a rhythm to this togetherness.
April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees.
I was always in hospital as a kid: I had a tumour on my knee, lots of broken bones. I loved climbing trees.
I sincerely believe that there’s room for cutting down trees for forestry and grazing, so as we all get to eat. Everyone has to compromise.
I love to think that animals and humans and plants and fishes and trees and stars and the moon are all connected.
Research gathered over recent years has highlighted the countless benefits to people, wildlife and the environment that come from planting trees and creating new woodland habitat. It’s obvious trees are good things.
My favorite thing to do in L.A. is to be in a car with friends listening to music. The perfect time is twilight, when the setting sun is filtering through the palm trees. Back in the day, we’d be listening to the Vandals, X, or Farside. Now it would be L.A.-based bands like Dum Dum Girls, Foxygen, or Ty Segall.
Like water which can clearly mirror the sky and the trees only so long as its surface is undisturbed, the mind can only reflect the true image of the Self when it is tranquil and wholly relaxed.
What you compose with is neither here nor there, you compose with words, or you compose with stone plants and trees, or you compose with events; the Sheriff’s officer, or whatever.
Though the redwoods in Muir Woods are hauntingly beautiful trees, they are relatively small and not very tall, at least for redwoods.
I grew up in the old neighborhood of Beijing where you had a courtyard and trees. Actually, the whole of Beijing was a garden – the Forbidden City – and the lakes and gardens in the city center were all artificial.
If someone were to think that trees are made to support the sky, they would all seem too short.
Trees are being saved because of the Kindle.
