“I was standing on the highest mountain of them all, and round about beneath me was the whole hoop of the world. And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being. And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people was one of many hoops that made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight, and in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter all children of one mother and one father. And I saw that it was holy.” PeopleWorldChildrenMadeI CanWholeTogetherSpiritMotherFatherSawsSeeingTreeGrewHolyShapesMountainHighestUnderstoodStandingAll ThingsSacredRoundsWideCirclesNativeNative AmericanShelterMother EarthDaylightFloweringNative AmericaNative American IndianStarlightNative American EarthNative American Indian InspirationalSacred ThingsFlowering Trees Author:Black Elk
“Sleep, baby, sleep. Thy father's watching the sheep. Thy mother's shaking the dreamland tree, and down drops a little dream for thee.” LittlesDreamMotherFatherSleepTreeBabyTheeSheepShakingDreamlandSleeping Baby Author:Elizabeth Prentiss
“In my childhood I was obsessed with cameras but could not afford one. After much persuasion my father Harivansh Rai Bachchan bought me a box camera which I treasured for years. Initially I clicked trees and nature and as I grew up started noticing prettier things-motorbike, sleek cars and cool girls. But the hamartia of life is when you desire something you cannot afford it and when you are able to afford it you are too old to use it. Now I don't need all gadgets but it's satisfying to know that at least I can afford them.” KnowsNeedsYearsI CanUseAbleLife IsDesireGirlFatherTreeChildhoodCarGrewGrew UpCamerasBoxesObsessedSatisfyingPersuasionNoticingGadgetsTreasuredMotorbikeCool Girl Author:Amitabh Bachchan
“Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven.” LooksHandsEarthFatherHeavenSunTreeShotsFairsGreenRoseNakedRoofBreezeColumnsGreen Leaves Author:William C. Bryant
“The religion of our fathers overhung us children like the shadow of a mighty tree against the trunk of which we rested, while we looked up in wonder through the great boughs that half hid and half revealed the sky. Some of the boughs were already decaying, so that perhaps we began to see a little more of the sky than our elders; but the tree was sound at its heart.” HeartChildrenLittlesReligionFatherSoundHalfWonderTreeSkyShadowEldersOur FatherTrunks Author:Lucy Larcom
“Once an angry man dragged his father along the ground through his own orchard. 'Stop!' cried the groaning old man at last, 'Stop! I did not drag my father beyond this tree.” MenLastsFatherGenerationsTreeAngryOld ManDragCriedOrchardGroaningAngry Man Book:A Stein Reader Source: A Stein Reader
“I thought of my father's wisdom, as though it were buried in a box under a tree. As in the old song - a gold box with a silver pin. Some day I should be grown up, and I should dig up the box and turn the pin.” ShouldSongTurnsFatherTreeGoldBoxesSilverBuriedAdulthoodPinsOld Song Author:Mary Butts
“I grew up in St. Louis in a tiny house full of large music - Mahalia Jackson and Marian Anderson singing majestically on the stereo, my German-American mother fingering 'The Lost Chord' on the piano as golden light sank through trees, my Palestinian father trilling in Arabic in the shower each dawn.” LightMotherFatherHouseLostTreeGrewGrew UpSingingTinyGoldenDawnPianoPalestinianShowersChordsHouse MusicGolden LightTiny Houses Author:Naomi Shihab Nye
“A gentleman of Typee can bring up a numerous family of children and give them all a highly respectable cannibal education, with infinitely less toil and anxiety than he expends in the simple process of striking a light; whilst a poor European artisan, who through the instrumentality of a lucifer performs the same operation in one second, is put to his wits' end to provide for his starving offspring that food which the children of a Polynesian father, without troubling their parent, pluck from the branches of every tree around them.” GivingChildrenEndsLightFatherProcessParentSimplePoorProgressTreeAnxietyWitOperationsGentlemanBranchesToilStarvingRespectableOffspringPluckLuciferCannibalArtisansPolynesiansWits End Book:Typee: A Romance of the South Seas (Illustrated & Annotated Edition) Source: Typee: A Romance of the South Seas (Illustrated & Annotated Edition)