Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.
My brother was four years older and always building tree houses. Whether I wanted to or not, I learned carpentry.
Short stories, for me, it’s like you step inside this brand new car and you drive it and you drive it into a tree and you walk away from it.
‘Girls Go Wild’ was born out of a Joshua Tree excursion with some close friends after coming home from a long bit of touring.
Coppice management depends upon the chosen tree being cut when the shoots are straight, vigorous and, critically, not shading out new growth.
I want a chainsaw very badly, because I think cutting down a tree would be unbelievably satisfying. I have asked for a chainsaw for my birthday, but I think I’ll probably be given jewelry instead.
My sorrow, when she’s here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.
If a fan comes up and it is a middle-aged lady, it is probably from ‘Prime’; if it is a younger girl, it is probably from when I guest-starred on ‘One Tree Hill.’ And if it is, like, a skateboard kid or a hipster kid, I can tell they are ‘How to Make It’ fans.
The seeds of a redwood are released from cones that are about the size of olives. The heartwood of the tree is a dark, shimmery red in color, like old claret. The wood has a lemony scent and is extremely resistant to rot.
Christianity is a religion of continuity and discontinuity as well. It’s about what stays the same and what changes in the twinkling of an eye. Both are necessary truths, but sometimes it’s important to accentuate the discontinuity, the sudden leap, the way you go up a tree, Zacchaeus, and come down a saint.
We really love decorating the Christmas tree around Christmas and have our little fun by playing Secret Santa.
My first real kiss came when I was 10, and it was in an acting class. I had to do a scene from a movie where someone gets kissed under a tree, and I did not want to do it! But my acting partner wanted me to feel comfortable, so he bought a picnic basket with all these snacks. He made such an effort – and it was cute.
My grandparents, one Christmas, they did not have anything. They did not have money to buy presents. So my grandmother went to the orange tree outside her home, and so her boys did not go without for Christmas, she took oranges to her sons as presents.
Deep down I’m just a suburban Adelaide boy who likes to have a nice burger at Tea Tree Plaza and go to movies on Cheap Tuesday.
The breadfruit is a superb tree, about 60 feet high, with deep green, shining leaves, a foot broad, sharply and symmetrically cut, worthy, from their exceeding beauty of form, to take the place of the acanthus in architectural ornament, and throwing their pale green fruit into delicate contrast.
We usually have a beautiful, sparkling Christmas tree and my dad reads us ‘A Child’s Christmas in Wales’ in front of the fire and it’s all very cozy. Then we pack up and head to meet my extended family, where we live out our yearly tradition of everyone gifting everyone underwear in their stockings.
I certainly know all about the Jersey jokes that amuse the rest of the country. You’ve probably heard them. Our state bird is the mosquito. Our state tree is dead. It doesn’t help that we are represented on television by Tony Soprano and ‘Jersey Shore.’
Two boxes of Step Forward Paper saves one tree – that’s a real stat.
Every day, I get e-mails from kids who want a tree – a world away from the adult world.
I wrote that song for my wife, and it’s what some guy who’s sitting under a tree would be singing to the woman of his life, telling her how wonderful she is. To me, that’s more lasting than something that sounds like it belongs on a movie soundtrack.
My Barbies were usually naked. Once, I took their heads off, cut their hair, drew on their short, spiky hair with some markers, then stuck the heads on Christmas lights. Every year, we’d string our tree with those Barbie heads. It looked demonic. My parents were so cool – they saw it as a form of self-expression.
I have two young children, and they both adore books. Reading together at bedtime is one of our favorite nightly rituals. ‘Goodnight, Goodnight Construction Site’ by Sherri Duskey Rinker, ‘The Giving Tree’ by Shel Silverstein, and ‘On The Night You Were Born’ by Nancy Tillman are always on our list.
A potential person is not a person, any more than an acorn is an oak tree. I don’t think women should have to give birth just because a sperm met an egg.
Scientists are really very conscious of the fact that they stand on the shoulders of an enormous tree of preceding workers and that their own contribution is not so enormous.
I grew up on a farm – it was a lovely life; we’d make tree houses all day – and my parents worked from home.
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.
Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree’s inclined.
I turned on ‘One Tree Hill,’ heard the opening song, and went, ‘I got to know whose voice that is.’
Pretty much the day I stopped being laureate, the poems that had been few and far between came back to me, like birds in the evening nesting in a tree.
We are sinful not only because we have eaten of the Tree of Knowledge, but also because we have not yet eaten of the Tree of Life. The state in which we are is sinful, irrespective of guilt.
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.
You really can’t take a cat and turn it into a dog, or try and get lemons off an apple tree, or what have you.
I want a tree house.
The olive tree is a tree full of health. It is a symbol of eternity. Of all things, it has peace attached to it.
The meaning of life is not to be discovered only after death in some hidden, mysterious realm; on the contrary, it can be found by eating the succulent fruit of the Tree of Life and by living in the here and now as fully and creatively as we can.
I think England has served me very well. I like living in London for the reasons I gave. I have absolutely no intentions of cutting those ties. There is absolutely no reason to do so. Certainly not, so that I can have a swimming pool and a palm tree.
They have in me struck down but the trunk of the tree; the roots are many and deep – they will shoot up again!
I thought: ‘It would be great to create a series of clothes that looked like that tree.’ Clothes that gave you the green of the leaf and the warm brown of the underside of that leaf and the vanilla colored blossom.
I had a ’69 Road Runner when I was a kid. I had it for 13 days, came home one day, and my parents were in the driveway. They said, ‘Meet the new owner,’ because they’d gotten phone calls about me burning rubber for the last 12 days. They thought I’d wrap it around a tree, and it was too much car for a 16 year old.
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
I wonder if anyone else has an ear so tuned and sharpened as I have, to detect the music, not of the spheres, but of earth, subtleties of major and minor chord that the wind strikes upon the tree branches. Have you ever heard the earth breathe?
You can’t jump on a croc or climb a tree if you’re not in khaki, but I do like different clothes and playing around with it a bit.
I’ve driven a stick on both sides of the road, I’ve had cars where the shift patterns reverse like weird Russian cars where the shifter tree is in the wrong direction. I think I’ve driven every weirdo stick that’s out there.
But only God can make a tree.
If bad decorating was a hanging offense, there’d be bodies hanging from every tree!
The Law of Divine Compensation posits that this is a self-organizing and self-correcting universe: the embryo becomes a baby, the bud becomes a blossom, the acorn becomes an oak tree. Clearly, there is some invisible force that is moving every aspect of reality to its next best expression.
You can still sit under the tree where Dr. Livingstone negotiated with slave traders to set people free.
I did one or two plays at school. Once I played a tree, so I never thought I would be a good actor.
Ye are the fruits of one tree and the leaves of one branch.
Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree.
‘Make your plate look like a Christmas tree,’ I tell people, ‘mostly green with splashes of other bright colors.’
All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green.
I never set out to make a movie that was everything to everybody; if that were the case, we could all just take a picture of a tree and agree that the tree is beautiful and move on with our lives. I wouldn’t even need to show up.
A tree growing out of the ground is as wonderful today as it ever was. It does not need to adopt new and startling methods.
