T Quotes
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“The forest is not a resource for us, it is life itself. It is the only place for us to live.”
“The forest is peaceful, why aren’t you? You hold on to things causing your confusion. Let nature teach you. Hear the bird’s song then let go. If you know nature, you’ll know truth. If you know truth, you’ll know nature.”
“The forest is queer. Everything in it is very much more alive, more aware of what is going on.”
Source: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING
“The forest is the first cathedral. I felt that from the time I was a child. I credit my mother with that. I used to think it came from her Native-American side. Whichever it was, she instinctively connected with nature, and taught me that.”
“The forest is the first cathedral. I felt that from the time I was a child. I credit my mother with that. I used to think it came from her Native-American side. Whichever it was, she instinctively connected with nature, and taught me that. Church just could not hold my spirit.”
“The forest itself has different names in different tongues — Westermain, Arden, Birnam, Broceliande; and in places there are separate trees named, such as that on the outskirts against which a young Northern poet saw a spectral wanderer leaning, or, in the unexplored centre of which only rumours reach even poetry, Igdrasil of one myth, or the Trees of Knowledge and Life of another. So that indeed the whole earth seems to become this one enormous forest, and our longest and most stable civilizations are only clearings in the midst of it.”
Source: The Figure of Beatrice: A Study in Dante
“The Forest of Arden, where I grew up, is where As You Like It is set. It was idyllic.”
“The forest of Compiegne. Look at it. Like a kind grandmother dozing in her rocking chair. Old trees practicing curtsies in the wind because they still think Louis XIV is king.”
“The forest rebel and the partisan are not, as I have said, to be confused with each other; the partisan fights in society, the forest rebel alone. Nor, on the other hand, is the forest rebel to be confused with the anarch, although the two of them grow very similar for a while and are barely to be distinguished in existential terms.
The difference is that the forest rebel has been expelled from society, while the anarch has expelled society from himself. He is and remains his own master in all circumstances. When he decides to flee to the forest, his decision is less an issue of justice and conscience for him than a traffic accident. He changes camouflage; of course, his alien status is more obvious in the forest passage thereby making it the weaker form, though perhaps indispensable.”
Source: Eumeswil
“The forest reveals what was in the seed.
The hen reveals what was in the egg.
The storm reveals what was in the clouds.
The light reveals what was in the star.
The perfume reveals what was in the flower.
The honey reveals what was in the bee.
The fruit reveals what was in the tree.
The rose reveals what was in the thorn.
The web reveals what was in the spider.
The butterfly reveals what was in the caterpillar.
The venom reveals what was in the serpent.
The pearl reveals what was in the oyster.
The diamond reveals what was in the rock.
The flame reveals what was in the spark.
The nest reveals what was in the bird.
The roar reveals what was in the lion.
The leaf reveals what was in the plant.
The fire reveals what was in the wood.
The droplet reveals what was in the ocean.
The rainbow reveals what was in the storm.
The ocean reveals what was in the shark.
The desert reveals what was in the camel.
The sky reveals what was in the eagle.
The jungle reveals what was in the elephant.
The team reveals what was in the coach.
The flock reveals what was in the shepherd.
The crew reveals what was in the captain.
The army reveals what was in the general.
The tower reveals what was in the architect.
The sculpture reveals what was in the sculptor.
The painting reveals what was in the painter.
The symphony reveals what was in the composer.
The sensation reveals what was in the body.
The tongue reveals what was in the mind.
The action reveals what was in the heart.
The character reveals what was in the soul.
Spring reveals what was in winter.
Summer reveals what was in spring.
Autumn reveals what was in summer.
Summer reveals what was in spring.
The past reveals what was in the beginning.
The present reveals what was in the past.
The future reveals what was in the present.
The afterlife reveals what was in the future.”
“The forest rose like a dream
from the mind of Chaos’s lonely daughter
and the sun fell heavy and thick
to warm the blood of a world
not quite ready to live
but so tired of its own imagination”
Source: Mystical Tides
“The forest spoke in a language all its own but one that he understood. It whispered where the rivers ran and where caves delved deep. Quieter it spoke of roots and rocks and creatures of the night. He listened intently, his steps fell soundless and even but for the rattle of his wrists.”
Source: Shadows of Memories
“The forest stretched on seemingly forever with the most monotonous predictability, each tree just like the next - trunk, branches, leaves; trunk, branches, leaves. Of course a tree would have taken a different view of the matter. We all tend to see the way others are alike and how we differ, and it's probably just as well we do, since that prevents a great deal of confusion. But perhaps we should remind ourselves from time to time that ours is a very partial view, and that the world is full of a great deal more variety than we ever manage to take in.”
“The forest talks but a good hunter only hears it by learning its language.”
Source: TEACHERS IN THE FOREST: Essays from the last wilderness in Mississippi Headwaters Country
“The Forest that had been about her all her life, certain as a mountain, was made ashes. The high gable that had stood for two hundred years fallen in ruin. Throvenland was torn apart like smoke on the wind. Nowhere would be safe, ever again.”
Source: Half a War
“The forest wanted to beg for mercy but knew precious little about us. Pine trees roared like chainsaws, hoping this was the language of man.”
“The forest was all around me now... The ground soft and warm with light and growth... I could almost hear the ceaseless excavations of the flowing bloodstream underneath the earth skin of this vast organism. I touched the outreaching roots of the trees... I could feel that nearly invisible network of capillary roots... I breathed in and out. I was part of the forest. I was alive.”
Source: The Eagle Tree
“The forest was almost thunderous in its myriad sounds.”
Source: The Tao of Poison
“The forest was dense, and filled with all manner of vines and rank undergrowth; the road was a vague opening, where obstructing trees had been felled, the stumps and rotten trunks remaining. Across actual quags a track of logs and saplings had been laid, but long ago, now rotten and in broken patches. As far as the eye could reach, muddy water, sent back by a south wind from the gulf, extended over the vast flat before us, to a depth of from two to six feet, as per immediate personal measurement. We spurred in.
One foot:
Two feet, with hard bottom:
Belly-deep, hard bottom:
Shoulder-deep, soft bottom:
Shoulder-deep, with a sucking mire:
The same, with a network of roots, in which a part of the legs are entangled, while the rest are plunging. The same, with a middle ground of loose poles; a rotten log, on which we rise dripping, to slip forward next moment, head under, haunches in air. It is evident we have reached one of the spots it would have been better to avoid.”
Source: A Journey through Texas: Or a Saddle-Trip on the Southwestern Frontier
“The forest welcomes all who enter,
but the journey back shapes who we truly become.”
“The forests are the flag's of Nature. They appeal to all and awaken inspiring universal feelings. Enter the forest and the boundaries of nations are forgotten. It may be that sometime an immortal pine will be the flag of a united and peaceful world.”
“The forests are the lungs of the world. I’ve always believed if you breathe, you’re an environmentalist.”
“The forests have taught man liberty.”
“The forests, oceans, rivers, mountains, caves, and stars are the only temples you will need.”
Source: A World of Yoga: 700 Asanas for Mindfulness and Well-Being
“The forests of America, however slighted by man, must have been a great delight to God; for they were the best he ever planted.”
Source: John Muir: Nature Writings
“The forests of Russia and Brazil are the lungs of the Earth.”
“The forests were crippled, the wheat fields vanished; in place of the grass there reappeared stone and drifting sand. Men perished and moved on, the cities sank back into the sand, the dust settled over them. Thousands of years later Nordic dreamers dug up the petrified culture from the rubble and ashes. Today, the entire picture of the former paradise stands before our eyes as a spent dream which had once produced life, beauty and strength as long as a superior race ruled. It will live again and it will dream again. But as soon as races of a dreamless kind took over and attempted to realize the dream, reality vanished with the dream.”
Source: The Myth of the Twentieth Century
“The forge looked like a steam-powered locomotive had smashed into the Greek Parthenon and they had fused together.”
“The forger was too exacting, too superficial. Only the real artist has the false beginning.”
Source: The Last Painting of Sara de Vos
“The forges of friendship, thought Angus, may be busy ones, but their dorrs are always open.”
Source: Sunshine on Scotland Street
“The forgetting of the history of marginalized groups is both a cause and effect of their marginalization.”
“the forgiveness
i owe isn’t to you…
it’s to myself.
for forgetting my worth.
for letting you unearth me
from these roots.
for letting you pull me
from my truth.”
“The forgiveness of God is gratuitous liberation from guilt. Paradoxically, the conviction of personal sinfulness becomes the occasion of encounter with the merciful love of the redeeming God. "There will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner repenting..." (Luke 15:7). In his brokenness, the repentant prodigal knew an intimacy with his father that his sinless, self-righteous brother would never know.”
Source: The Ragamuffin Gospel: Good News for the Bedraggled, Beat-Up, and Burnt Out
“The forgiveness of God is one thing, but the proof that we want that forgiveness is the energy we expend to make amends for the wrong.”
Source: WAY TO HAPPY LIVING
“The forgiveness of the world can only be accomplished by the judgment of the world.”
“The forgiving heart is capable of anything.
I believe that deeply.
And that's where in terms of becoming an empowered individual....
when you get to the point where you realize you can look at someone and say
“I love myself enough -
not in a schmaltzy garbage sense, Hallmark stuff,
I'm talking respect myself -
I respect my life-force enough to no longer waste it.”
“The forgiving state of mind is a magnetic power for attracting good.”
“The forgivness erases what time didnt erase.”
“The forgotten faces of war are the ones who have lost everything but still find the strength to keep going.”
“The forgotten man at the bottom of the economic pyramid.”
“The Forgotten Man is delving away in patient industry, supporting his family, paying his taxes, casting his vote, supporting the church and the school, reading his newspaper, and cheering for the politician of his admiration, but he is the only one for whom there is no provision in the great scramble and the big divide. Such is the Forgotten Man. He works, he votes, generally he prays — but he always pays — yes, above all, he pays.”
“The forgotten man... He works, he votes, generally he prays, but his chief business in life is to pay.”
Source: What Social Classes Owe to Each Other
“The Forgotten Man... works, he votes, generally he prays-but he always pays-yes, above all, he pays. He does not want an office; his name never gets into the newspaper except when he gets married or dies. He keeps production going on.... He does not frequent the grocery or talk politics at the tavern. Consequently, he is forgotten.... All the burdens fall on him, or on her, for it is time to remember that the Forgotten Man is not seldom a woman.”
“The Forgotten Realms is arguable the most detailed, intricate fantasy setting ever created this side of Middle Earth. It's a setting for many D&D game products and lots of fiction. It is vast, historically and geographically and so contains just about anything you might imagine, at one place or time or another. Created by Ed Greenwood. And, for the record, Ed Greenwood is one of the smartest guys I've ever met.”
“The forgotten siblings become distant strangers”
“The forgotten world is made up primarily of the developing nations, where most of the people, comprising more than fifty percent of the total world population, live in poverty, with hunger as a constant companion and fear of famine a continual menace.”
“The fork is the most powerful tool ever placed in our hands.”
“The fork is your most powerful tool to change your health and the planet; food is the most powerful medicine to heal chronic illness.”
“The fork was invented sometime in the fifteenth century, I believe.” “Really?” she asked. “Were you there?” His features blank, he looked up and asked, “What, for the invention of the fork or the fifteenth century?”
Source: Fantasy Lover
“The form [of literature] matters little to me, classical or not.”