#trees

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

A street without trees is a street only for the sick-minded people whose god is nothing but money! ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#money

Why pay money for the horror movies? Just go to a street without trees! ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#money

There is always music amongst the trees in the Garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it. ↗

— Minnie Aumonier

#garden #music #trees #music

In a cool solitude of trees Where leaves and birds a music spin, Mind that was weary is at ease, New rhythms in the soul begin. ↗

— William Kean Seymour

#solitude #trees #weariness #music

In a world where thrushes sing and willow trees are golden in the spring, boredom should have been included among the seven deadly sins. ↗

— Elizabeth Goudge

#gratefulness #gratitude #musings #nature #seasons

And see the peaceful trees extend their myriad leaves in leisured dance— they bear the weight of sky and cloud upon the fountain of their veins. ↗

— Kathleen Raine

#trees #nature