In truth, the legacy that President Obama’s agenda will leave on history is the poisoning of the tree of liberty.
In comedy, you have to be unafraid to hang from the tree branch naked in the high wind and you have to be absolutely unafraid to look ridiculous and silly.
I’m tolerant of all religions… I don’t care if someone wants to go out there and worship the bark on a tree.
Moving between the legs of tables and of chairs, rising or falling, grasping at kisses and toys, advancing boldly, sudden to take alarm, retreating to the corner of arm and knee, eager to be reassured, taking pleasure in the fragrant brilliance of the Christmas tree.
What I did not yet know so intensely was the hatred of the white American for the black, a hatred so deep that I wonder if every white man in this country, when he plants a tree, doesn’t see Negroes hanging from its branches.
Most creatures in nature die consciously. Cobras, for instance, choose a particular place on a particular branch of the tree. Many a times, I would try to force-feed them out of my misplaced compassion, but they would just puke and go back to sit on the same branch.
Most conservatives choose God. The tree huggers choose weather, or preventing weather.
Success is carved out of a hard tree. It doesn’t just happen. It’s people who stick to it that succeed.
There is little in the architecture of a city that is more beautifully designed than a tree.
We always have a take that’s ‘one for fun’, so once you’ve got what you need, you can do what you like. Something does occasionally pop out of that tree. I’m always open to ideas.
The tree that is beside the running water is fresher and gives more fruit.
Because we always have to wear a uniform to compete, my teammates and I look the exact same. My belt is the only accessory that I get to choose. I usually wear a yellow cloth belt with cherries or a leather belt with a beautiful tree buckle that I got at a thrift store.
It is no use painting the foot of the tree white, the strength of the bark cries out from beneath the paint.
If you don’t have the right culture, in the difficult moments, the tree is going to shake, so my job is to convince everybody that this is how we are going to live, and if you are going to be part of this organisation it has to be in these terms and in this way.
With a tree, all the growth takes place at the growing tips. Humanity is exactly the same. All the growth takes place in the growing tip: among that one percent of the population. It’s made up of pioneers, the beginners. That’s where the action is.
I was able to shoot a movie like ‘Tree of Life’ because I had done ‘Y Tu Mama Tambien.’ The camera needed to capture that sense of freedom and joy and life you have when you’re young.
That free will was demonstrated in the placing of temptation before man with the command not to eat of the fruit of the tree which would give him a knowledge of good and evil, with the disturbing moral conflict to which that awareness would give rise.
No apple is reliably self-fertile, so each tree needs a pollinator. A neighbour may well have an apple that will do that for you, but it is better to always plant at least two trees to be certain of pollination.
If you’re not a tree hugger, then you’re a what, a tree hater?
A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots.
I’ve built a tree house; because of my architectural training, it’s heavily over-designed, with an oriel window sticking out of it and flying foxes coming off it.
One Christmas my father kept our tree up till March. He hated to see it go. I loved that.
It’s embarrassing to admit how many times I’ve reread the following: ‘A Tree Grows in Brooklyn,’ ‘1984,’ ‘Lord of the Flies,’ ‘The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter,’ ‘Germinal,’ ‘We Have Always Lived in the Castle,’ and ‘A Moveable Feast.’
I want the kids who watch ‘One Tree Hill’ to know that it’s all pretend, and that the person at the core of that character values morals, honor and things like that. You want to inspire them to look beyond what is superficial and try to find that greater thing.
The Christmas tree goes up on December 1. I love it.
I said to the almond tree, ‘Friend, speak to me of God,’ and the almond tree blossomed.
You can take for granted that people know more or less what a street, a shop, a beach, a sky, an oak tree look like. Tell them what makes this one different.
At one point, I shook a tree full of fire ants on my head just to have some pain to distract me from my aching feet so that I could continue to walk.
‘Time in a Tree’ is a song about when you find yourself in a busy state of mind, which I often find myself in. Sometimes it can feel like you can’t physically get out of it, or you can’t mentally or physically bring yourself out of that… it’s like having traffic in your brain.
And I say the sacred hoop of my people was one of the many hoops that made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight, and in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter all the children of one mother and one father.
I started finding hearts in things – whether it was like, a tree I was passing, a straw wrapper on the ground; I think the heart has one continuous line, which is very powerful.
A stricken tree, a living thing, so beautiful, so dignified, so admirable in its potential longevity, is, next to man, perhaps the most touching of wounded objects.
The fans in Canada have been there since day one. They’re the originals. When people say that’s your roots, that’s literally my roots. I’ve just cut this tree off and replanted it somewhere else and it started growing. But the roots are there.
By the fruits which it bears is the tree known.
My feet are like gnarled old tree branches.
Christians get trees. Jews get bushes. To stay in good standing with the Tribe, you’ve got to refer to a Christmas tree as a Hanukkah bush.
Everybody should plant a tree on any happy occasion or birthday and celebrate.
The tree that is beside the running water is fresher and gives more fruit.
When I was a child, my December weekends were spent making cards, decorating the tree, hanging the wreath and preparing brandy butter and peppermint creams.
In the case of the cashew, someone, somewhere, a long time ago determined that it had to be roasted. The cashew was once nicknamed the blister nut, because if you try to eat it raw from the tree, your mouth pays the price. The cashew is not a nut, however; it’s a seed.
When my, British-Church of England mother married my, Canadian-Jewish Father, the deal was that she would embrace Judaism, but wouldn’t give up her Christmas tree. So, I grew up with Christmas every year. I loved it then and I love it now.
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
A lot of people prefer to be alone. They would rather be a palm tree on an island. I don’t get it.
I’ve got an image of me at the bottom of my garden sitting under my silver birch tree reading, while everyone else had gone somewhere exotic.
People who reach the top of the tree are only those who haven’t got the qualifications to detain them at the bottom.
Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.
A tree you pass by every day is just a tree. If you are to closely examine what a tree has and the life a tree has, even the smallest thing can withstand a curiosity, and you can examine whole worlds.
