A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship and he who plants kindness gathers love.
A man watches his pear tree day after day impatient for the ripening of the fruit. Let him attempt to force the process and he may spoil both fruit and tree. But let him patiently wait and the ripe fruit at length falls into his lap.
A few minutes ago every tree was excited bowing to the roaring storm waving swirling tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent their songs never cease. Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life every fiber thrilling like harp strings while incense is ever flowing from the balsam bells and leaves. No wonder the hills and groves were Gods first temples and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself.
If we analyze the operations of scenes of beauty upon the mind and consider the intimate relation of the mind upon the nervous system and the whole physical economy the action and reaction which constantly occur between bodily and mental conditions the reinvigoration which results from such scenes is readily comprehended…. The enjoyment of scenery employs the mind without fatigue and yet exercises it; tranquilizes it and yet enlivens it; and thus through the influence of the mind over the body gives the effect of refreshing rest and reinvigoration to the whole system.
Fig tree how long its been full meaning for me the way you almost entirely omit to flower and into the seasonably?resolute fruit uncelebratedly thrust your purest secret. Like the tube of a fountain your bent bough drives the sap downwards and up: and it leaps from its sleep scarce waking into the joy of its sweetest achievement.
Being thus prepared for us in all ways and made beautiful and good for food and for building and for instruments of our hands this race of plants deserving boundless affection and admiration from us becomes in proportion to their obtaining it a nearly perfect test of our being in right temper of mind and way of life; so that no one can be far wrong in either who loves trees enough and everyone is assuredly wrong in both who does not love them if his life has brought them in his way.
People in suburbia see trees differently than foresters do. They cherish every one. It is useless to speak of the probability that a certain tree will die when the tree is in someones backyard …. You are talking about a personal asset a friend a monument not about board feet of lumber.
I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree or a yellow birch or an old acquaintance among the pines.
I think that I shall never see A billboard lovely as a tree. Perhaps unless the billboards fall Ill never see a tree at all.
A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship and he who plants kindness gathers love.
To one extent if youve seen one city slum youve seen them all.
LIMB n. The branch of a tree or the leg of an American woman.
I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.
If trees could scream would we be so cavalier about cutting them down? We might if they screamed all the time for no good reason.
Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.
Storms make oaks take deeper root.
Loveliest of trees the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide.
I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree.
The old tree is shook White blossoms slowly float down Dancers in the wind.
A man watches his pear tree day after day impatient for the ripening of the fruit. Let him attempt to force the process and he may spoil both fruit and tree. But let him patiently wait and the ripe fruit at length falls into his lap.
If a tree dies plant another in its place.
Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces I would still plant my apple tree.
Woodman spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me And I ll protect it now.
A few minutes ago every tree was excited bowing to the roaring storm waving swirling tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent their songs never cease. Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life every fiber thrilling like harp strings while incense is ever flowing from the balsam bells and leaves. No wonder the hills and groves were Gods first temples and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself.
If we analyze the operations of scenes of beauty upon the mind and consider the intimate relation of the mind upon the nervous system and the whole physical economy the action and reaction which constantly occur between bodily and mental conditions the reinvigoration which results from such scenes is readily comprehended…. The enjoyment of scenery employs the mind without fatigue and yet exercises it; tranquilizes it and yet enlivens it; and thus through the influence of the mind over the body gives the effect of refreshing rest and reinvigoration to the whole system.
If youve seen one Redwood tree youve seen them all.
Fig tree how long its been full meaning for me the way you almost entirely omit to flower and into the seasonably?resolute fruit uncelebratedly thrust your purest secret. Like the tube of a fountain your bent bough drives the sap downwards and up: and it leaps from its sleep scarce waking into the joy of its sweetest achievement.
Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing those which average eyes would see as fixed and still.
Being thus prepared for us in all ways and made beautiful and good for food and for building and for instruments of our hands this race of plants deserving boundless affection and admiration from us becomes in proportion to their obtaining it a nearly perfect test of our being in right temper of mind and way of life; so that no one can be far wrong in either who loves trees enough and everyone is assuredly wrong in both who does not love them if his life has brought them in his way.
Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.
People in suburbia see trees differently than foresters do. They cherish every one. It is useless to speak of the probability that a certain tree will die when the tree is in someones backyard …. You are talking about a personal asset a friend a monument not about board feet of lumber.
I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree or a yellow birch or an old acquaintance among the pines.
A man has made at least a start on discovering the meaning of human life when he plants shade trees under which he knows full well he will never sit.
If I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces I would still plant an apple tree.
Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
The planting of trees is the least self-centered of all that we can do. It is a purer act of faith than the procreation of children.
Tall as a tree.