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“At a well in a yard they met a man who was beating a boy. The stick burst into a flower in the mans hand. He tried to drop it, but it stuck to his hand. His arm became a branch, his body the trunk of a tree, his feet took root.”

Men Wells Body Hands Boys Tree Feet Flower Arms Mets Roots Sticks Stuck Branches Yards Trunks

Author:C. S. Lewis

“A tree may look as beautiful as ever; but when you notice the insects infesting it, and the tips of the branches that are brown from disease, even the trunk seems to lose some of its magnificence.”

Looks May Seems Beautiful Loses Tree Disease Branches Brown Insects Trunks Magnificence Geisha

Author:Arthur Golden

“The same wind that uproots trees makes the grass shine. The lordly wind loves the weakness and the lowness of grasses. Never brag of being strong. The axe doesn't worry how thick the branches are. It cuts them to pieces. But not the leaves. It leaves the leaves alone.”

Strong Worry Pieces Cutting Tree Wind Weakness Shining Grass Branches Thick Brag

Author:Rumi

“Here are fruits, flowers, leaves and branches, and here is my heart which beats only for you.”

Love Heart Flower My Heart Beats Fruit Branches Romantic Love Leaves And Flowers

Author:Paul Verlaine

“I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity. Clouds pass and disperse. Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables? Is it for such I agitate my heart? I am incapable of more knowledge. What is this, this face So murderous in its strangle of branches? - Its snaky acids kiss. It petrifies the will. These are the isolate, slow faults That kill, that kill, that kill.”

Feels Heart Faces Dark Sleep My Heart Kissing Faults Clouds Branches Pale Incapable Terrified Acid More Knowledge Agitate Dark Things

Book:Ariel: The Restored Edition

Source: Ariel: The Restored Edition

“Fiction is a branch of neurology: the scenarios of nerve and blood vessels are the written mythologies of memory and desire.”

Desire Memories Fiction Written Blood Mythology Branches Nerves Vessel Scenarios Neurology Blood Vessels

Author:J. G. Ballard

“The tree of nonsense is watered with error, and from its branches swing the pumpkins of disaster.”

Tree Errors Disaster Branches Nonsense Swings Pumpkin

Author:Nick Harkaway

“Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir.”

Dream Night Stars Branches Tall Earnest All Night Oaks Charmed Oak Tree

Book:The Complete Works of John Keats

Source: The Complete Works of John Keats

“Divinity must live within herself: Passions of rain, or moods in the falling snow; Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued Elations when the forest blooms; gusty Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights; All pleasures and all pains, remembering The boughs of summer and the winter branch. These are the measures destined for her soul.”

Soul Pain Remember Night Fall Passion Pleasure Emotion Loneliness Summer Rain Winter Mood Snow Forests Grieving Branches Divinity Autumn Wet Destined Elation Autumn Nights

Book:Harmonium

Source: Harmonium

“A little kid asks my dad why that man is chopping down the tree. Dad: He's not chopping it down. He's saving it. Those branches were long dead from disease. All plants are like that. By cutting off the damage you make it possible for the tree to grow again. You watch - by the end of summer, this tree will be the strongest on the block.”

Men Littles Long Ends Kids Asks Speak Grows Watches Cutting Tree Dad Disease Summer Plant My Dad Block Saving Damage Branches Strongest Little Kid Chopping End Of Summer Cutting Off

Author:Laurie Halse Anderson

“Thunder rumbled. My heart beat faster. I turned away from Evernight for the last time and looked back at the flower as it trembled upon its branch. A single petal was torn away by the wind. Pushing my hands through the thorns, I felt lashes of pain across my skin, but i kept going determined. But when my fingertip touched the flower, it instantly darkened, withering and drying as each petal turned black.”

Source: Evernight (Evernight, Book 1)

“As you get older, the heart shed its leaves like a tree. You cannot hold out against certain winds. Each day tears away a few more leaves; and then there are the storms that break off several branches at one go. And while nature’s greenery grows back again in the spring, that of the heart never grows back.”

Heart Certain Grows Break Tree Tears Wind Spring Storm Branches Each Day Shed Back Again Greenery Break Off

Author:Gustave Flaubert

“She was stretched on her back beneath the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the gold of the sun and the panting breath of the breeze when the inaudible voice of it all came to her. She saw a dust-bearing bee sink into the sanctum of a bloom; the thousand sister-calyxes arch to meet the love embrace and the ecstatic shiver of the tree from root to tiniest branch creaming in every blossom and frothing with delight.”

Voice Sun Saws Tree Thousand Roots Gold Breaths Embrace Delight Dust Branches Bees Breeze Visiting Ecstatic Shiver Arches Pears Soaking Eyes Watching

Book:Their Eyes Were Watching God

Source: Their Eyes Were Watching God

“A gentle breeze catches in the branches then and I hear it, soft and low, a murmured prayer--Gem-ma, Gem-ma--and then the leaves bend down and trail delicate fingers across my cold cheeks.”

Prayer Cold Lows Down And Fingers Gentle Branches Delicate Cheeks Breeze Trails Gems

Book:The Sweet Far Thing

Source: The Sweet Far Thing

“Now he saw another elephant emerge from the place where it had stood hidden in the trees. Very slowly it walked to the mutilated body and looked down. With its sinuous trunk it struck the huge corpse; then it reached up, broke some leafy branches with a snap, and draped them over the mass of torn thick flesh. Finally it tilted its massive head, raised its trunk, and roared into the empty landscape.”

Body Saws Tree Huge Mass Empty Raised Flesh Broke Landscape Branches Massive Thick Elephants Torn Corpses Giver Snaps Trunks

Book:The Giver

Source: The Giver

“Futures not achieved are only branches of the past: dead branches.”

Past Branches

Author:Italo Calvino

“The cities swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly colored but torn away from the branches. I would have stopped, but I was pursued by something. It always came upon me unawares, taking me altogether by surprise. Perhaps it was a familiar bit of music. Perhaps it was only a piece of transparent glass.”

Bits Cities Pieces Surprise Glasses Familiar Branches Torn Transparent Pursued Menagerie

Book:The Glass Menagerie

Source: The Glass Menagerie

“She rubbed her eyes, and after a long study of his face, she spoke "Is it really you?" Is it from your cheek, she thought, that I took the seed? The man nodded. His heart wobbled and he held tighter to the branches. It is.”

Men Heart Long Eye Faces Study Seeds Branches Spokes Cheeks Her Eyes

Author:Markus Zusak

“A narrow pond would form in the orchard, water clear as air covering grass and black leaves and fallen branches, all around it black leaves and drenched grass and fallen branches, and on it, slight as an image in an eye, sky, clouds, trees, our hovering faces and our cold hands.”

Hands Eye Faces Form Black Water Clear Air Tree Sky Cold Clouds Grass Fallen Branches Covering Ponds Orchard Hovering

Book:Housekeeping: A Novel

Source: Housekeeping: A Novel

“Her mother was a Rutherford. The family came over in the ark, and were connected by marriage with Henry the VIII. On her father's side they date back further than Adam. On the topmost branches of her family tree there's a superior breed of monkeys with very fine silky hair and extra long tails.”

Long Mother Father Sides Tree Hair Fine Connected Superiors Extras Branches Adam Tails Monkeys Ark

Book:Daddy-Long-Legs

Source: Daddy-Long-Legs

“He sat on as the sun's rays came slowly down through the trees, lower and lower, and when the lowest reached a branch not far above him it caught a dewdrop poised upon a leaf. The drop instantly blazed crimson, and a slight movement of his head made it show all the colours of the spectrum with extraordinary purity, from a red almost too deep to be seen through all the others to the ultimate violet and back again.”

Made Shows Sun Tree Movement Red Ultimate Extraordinary Caught Made It Sat Purity Branches Colour Rays Lowest Leafs Violet Spectrum Back Again Crimson Too Deep

Author:Patrick O'Brian

“You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.”

Ifs Knows Looks Littles Body Light Waiting Know How Fire Moon Red Window Boat Branches Autumn Carrie Metals Ashes Sail Crystals Isle Aroma Wait For Me

Book:The Captain's Verses/Los Versos Del Capitan

Source: The Captain's Verses/Los Versos Del Capitan

“Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove Dance me to the end of love”

Ends Poetry Burning Lifts Branches Panic Violin Dove Olives Olive Branches

Author:Leonard Cohen

“Night of Sleepless Love The night above. We two. Full moon. I started to weep, you laughed. Your scorn was a god, my laments moments and doves in a chain. The night below. We two. Crystal of pain. You wept over great distances. My ache was a clutch of agonies over your sickly heart of sand. Dawn married us on the bed, our mouths to the frozen spout of unstaunched blood. The sun came through the shuttered balcony and the coral of life opened its branches over my shrouded heart.”

Heart Two Moments Pain Night Sun Blood Bed Moon Married Mouths Distance Chains Dawn Branches Sand Laughed Agony Frozen Ache Scorn Crystals Dove Lament Clutch Full Moon Balconies

Author:Federico Garcia Lorca

“I shake my head. I pick up the rake and start making the dead-leaf pile neater. A blister pops and stains the rake handle like a tear. Dad nods and walks to the Jeep, keys jangling in his fingers. A mockingbird lands on a low oak branch and scolds me. I rake the leaves out of my throat. Me: "Can you buy some seeds? Flower seeds?”

Walks Land Tears Flower Keys Dad Lows Picks Fingers Pops Seeds Handle Branches Shakes Throat Leafs Oaks Stains Rakes Blisters Mockingbird Jeeps

Book:Speak

Source: Speak

“But merely accepting authoritarian truth, even if that truth has some virtue, does not bring skepticism to an end. To blindly accept a truth one has never reflected upon retards the advance of reason. Our world rots in deceit. . . . Just as a tree bears the same fruit year after year and at the same time fruit that is new each year, so must all permanently valuable ideas be continually created anew in thought. But our age pretends to make a sterile tree bear fruit by tying fruits of truth onto its branches.”

Ifs World Years Doe Ideas Ends Reason Age Accepting Virtue Tree Bears Fruit Valuable Branches Deceit Our World Skepticism Retard

Author:Albert Schweitzer

“Who do you suppose decided that the birds are free? Even if they can fly the skies unless they have a destination and a branch upon which to perch and rest their wings they might even come to resent having those wings. True freedom... true freedom may be having somewhere to return to.”

Ifs May Might Sky Return Bird Decided Wings Branches Destination Resent True Freedom

Author:Kazuya Minekura

“The sun came through the branches of the tree above her, and Ruth looked up past them. "I think she listens," she said, too softly to be heard.”

Thinking Said Past Sun Heard Tree Branches Ruth

Book:The Lovely Bones

Source: The Lovely Bones

“The weeping of the guitar begins. The goblets of dawn are smashed. The weeping of the guitar begins. Useless to silence it. Impossible to silence it. It weeps monotonously as water weeps as the wind weeps over snowfields. Impossible to silence it. It weeps for distant things. Hot southern sands yearning for white camellias. Weeps arrow without target evening without morning and the first dead bird on the branch. Oh, guitar! Heart mortally wounded by five swords.”

Firsts Heart Water White Silence Morning Five Impossible Wind Bird Hot Guitar Evening Useless Dawn Branches Sand Target Southern Yearning Wounded Arrows Weeping Camellias

Author:Federico Garcia Lorca

“He has his good side and his bad side. Very dark indeed is his majesty when he wants to be. When he was young, he made a choice, like a tree does when it decides to grow one way or the other. He grew large and green until he shadowed over the whole forest, but most of his branches are twisted.”

Way Want Doe Made Whole Young Choices Grows Sides Dark Tree Grew Green Forests One Way Branches Twisted Majesty

Book:The House of the Scorpion

Source: The House of the Scorpion

“I have read so many books. And yet, like most Autodidacts, I am never quite sure of what I have gained from them. There are days when I feel I have been able to grasp all there is know in one single gaze, as if invisible branches suddenly spring out of no where, weaving together all the disparate strands of my reading. And then suddenly the meaning escapes, the essence evaporates and no matter how often I reread the same lines they seem to flee ever further with each subsequent reading and I see myself as some mad old fool who thinks her stomach is full because she's been reading the menu.”

Ifs Thinking Knows Feels Has Beens Book Matter Seems Able Together Reading Lines Fool Spring Essence Mad Invisible Branches Stomach Strands Menus Weaving

Book:The Elegance of the Hedgehog

Source: The Elegance of the Hedgehog

“I've just been playing the Trout Quintet on the phonograph. Listening to the andantino makes me want to be a trout myself. You can't help rejoicing and laughing, however moved or sad you feel, when you see the springtime clouds in the sky, the budding branches, moved by the wind, in the bright early sunlight. I'm really looking forward to the spring again. In that piece of Schubert's you can positively feel and smell the breeze and hear the birds and the whole of creation shouting for joy.”

“Things have their roots and branches. Affairs have their beginnings and their ends. To know what is first and what is last will lead one near the Way.”

Knows Way Firsts Ends Lasts Knowledge Learning Roots Affair Branches Roots And Branches

Author:Confucius

“I thought told you to watch where you put your feet," he said accusingly. Erak shrugged. I did," he replied ruefully. "But while I was busy watching the ground, I hit that branch with my head. Broke it clean in two." Halt raised his eyebrows. "I assume you're not talking about your head," he muttered. Erak frowned at the suggestion. Of course not," he replied. More's the pity," Halt told him.”

Said Two Courses Talking Watches Feet Assuming Clean Raised Busy Pity Broke Branches Suggestions Eyebrows Halt Not Talking

Author:John Flanagan

“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 God's first temples, and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches, the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself.”

Source: My First Summer in the Sierra: Illustrated Edition

“We see our sins reflected everywhere: in the pallor of our intimates’ faces, in the scratching of tree branches against windows, in the strange movements of everyday objects. These may be messages from God or tricks of the eye, but in neither case are we permitted to ignore them.”

May Eye Faces Sin Cases Tree Movement Objects Strange Messages Window Everyday Tricks Branches Tree Branches Everyday Objects

Author:Anna Godbersen

“Everybody is, I suppose, either Classic or Gothic by nature. Either you feel in your bones that buildings should be rectangular boxes with lids to them, or you are moved to the marrow by walls that climb and branch, and break into a inflorescence of pinnacles.”

Feels Should Break Building Wall Moved Boxes Bones Classic Branches Climbs Gothic Pinnacle Marrow

Author:Dorothy L. Sayers

“The Lord has blessed you with a testimony of the truth. You have felt His influence and witnessed His power. And if you continue to seek Him, He will continue to grant you sacred experiences. With these and other spiritual gifts, you will be able not only to change your own life for the better but also to bless your homes, wards or branches, communities, cities, states, and nations with your goodness.”

Ifs States Home Able Spiritual Nations Felt Community Cities Lord Influence Goodness Blessed Sacred Branches Grants Bless Testimony Spiritual Gifts

Author:Dieter F. Uchtdorf

“The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.”

Inspirational Earth Roots Claims Rewards Branches

Book:Poems

Source: Poems

“Books in a large university library system: 2,000,000. Books in an average large city library: 10,000. Average number of books in a chain bookstore: 30,000. Books in an average neighborhood branch library: 20,000.”

Book Reading Numbers Cities Library University Average Chains Branches Neighborhood Bookstores Large Cities

Author:Anthony Burgess

“Someone who knows enough to become the owner of a tree, and gives thanks to you for the benefits it brings him, is in a better state, even if ignorant of its height in feet and the extent of its spread, than another who measures and counts all its branches but neither owns it nor knows its creator nor loves him.”

Ifs Knows Giving States Enough Tree Feet Benefits Creator Spread Ignorant Thanks Height Branches Owners

Book:The Confessions

Source: The Confessions

“A tree is alive, and thus it is always more than you can see. Roots to leaves, yes-those you can, in part, see. But it is more-it is the lichens and moss and ferns that grow on its bark, the life too small to see that lives among its roots, a community we know of, but do not think on. It is every fly and bee and beetle that uses it for shelter or food, every bird that nests in its branches. Every one an individual, and yet every one part of the tree, and the tree part of every one.”

Thinking Knows Use Individual Grows Community Environment Alive Tree Bird Roots Branches Bees Shelter Nests Bark Moss Beetles Ferns Interbeing

Author:Elizabeth Moon

“Janie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and doom was in the branches”

Done Saws Tree Enjoyed Dawn Branches Leafs Doom Things Done Undone Janie Eyes Watching

Book:Their Eyes Were Watching God

Source: Their Eyes Were Watching God

“Mr. Freeman: You are getting better at this, but it's not good enough. This looks like a tree,but it is an average, ordinary, everyday, boring tree. Breathe life into it. Make it bend - trees are flexible, so they don't snap. Scar it, give it a twisted branch - perfect trees don't exist. Nothing is perfect. Flaws are interesting. Be the tree.”

Giving Looks Enough Perfect Interesting Tree Ordinary Everyday Average Boring Breathe Get Better Branches Flaws Good Enough Scar Flexible Twisted Snaps Not Good Enough Freeman Nothing Is Perfect

Book:Speak

Source: Speak

“People will buy anything at jumble sales,' I said. 'At the Evacuated Children Charity Fair a woman bought a tree branch that had fallen on the table.”

People Children Said Tree Fairs Tables Charity Fallen Branches Tree Branches

Author:Connie Willis

“Branches grew from his hands, his hair. His thoughts tangled like roots in the ground. He strained upward. Pitch ran like tears down his back. His name formed his core; ring upon ring of silence built around it. His face rose high above the forests. Gripped to earth, bending to the wind's fury, he disappeared within himself, behind the hard, wind-scrolled shield of his experiences.”

Hard Hands Earth Faces Names Behinds Silence Tears Wind Hair Grew Built Roots Rose Core Rings Forests Ran Branches Fury Shields Tangled Bending

Book:Riddle-Master

Source: Riddle-Master

“"Well? Is it true? Did she?" "Did she what?" "You know. Fall outta the crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down?"”

Knows Way Wells Fall Tree Crazy Branches

Author:Kami Garcia

“The full moon rises. The fog clings to the lowest branches of the spruce trees. The man steps out of the darkest corner of the forest and finds himself transformed into... A monkey? I think not.”

Thinking Men Steps Tree Moon Corners Forests Branches Transformed Monkeys Lowest Fog Full Moon Moon Rise

Book:The Art of Racing in the Rain

Source: The Art of Racing in the Rain

“To represent a bad thing in its least offensive light is, doubtless, the most agreeable course for a writer of fiction to pursue; but is it the most honest, or the safest? Is it better to reveal the snares and pitfalls of like to the young and thoughtless traveller, or to cover them with branches and flowers? Oh, reader! if there were less of this delicate concealment of facts--this whispering "Peace, peace," when there is no peace, there would be less of sin and misery to the young of both sexes who are left to wring their bitter knowledge from experience.”

Source: The Complete Novels Of The Bronte Sisters: Seven-Book Bundle

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