Best gold & tree Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Life has loveliness to sell, / Music like a curve of gold, / Scent of pine trees in the rain, / Eyes that love you, arms that hold, / And for your spirit's still delight, / Holy thoughts that star the night.”

Stills Eye Spirit Night Stars Tree Love You Arms Holy Rain Gold Sells Delight Scent Curves Loveliness Pine Trees

Book:Love Songs

Source: Love Songs

“The real jewel of my disease-ridden woodlot is the prothonotary warbler. ... The flash of his gold-and-blue plumage amid the dank decay of the June woods is in itself proof that dead trees are transmuted into living animals, and vice versa.”

Real Animal Tree Disease Gold Blue Vices Woods Proof Decay Flash Jewels June Vice Versa Dank Dead Trees

Book:Aldo Leopold: A Sand County Almanac & Other Writings on Conservation and Ecology: (Library of America #238)

Source: Aldo Leopold: A Sand County Almanac & Other Writings on Conservation and Ecology: (Library of America #238)

“Do you know out of what the German Empire arose? Out of dreams, songs, fantasies and black-red-gold ribbons? Bismarck merely shook the tree that fantasies had planted.”

Knows Dream Song Black Fantasy Tree Red Gold Empires Do You Know Ribbons Bismarck

Author:Theodor Herzl

“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.”

Should Song Turns Father Tree Gold Boxes Silver Buried Adulthood Pins Old Song

Author:Mary Butts

“Speak not, move not, but listen, the sky is full of gold. No ripple on the river, no stir in field or fold, All gleams but naught doth glisten, but the far-off unseen sea. Forget days past, heart broken, put all memory by! No grief on the green hillside, no pity in the sky, Joy that may not be spoken fills mead and flower and tree.”

Heart May Past Moving Joy Speak Memories Forget Grief Tree Sea Sky Fields Flower Broken Rivers Gold Green Pity Unseen Folds Ripple Gleam Heart Broke Mead Glisten

Author:William Morris

“Use what you have, use what the world gives you. Use the first day of fall: bright flame before winter's deadness; harvest; orange, gold, amber; cool nights and the smell of fire. Our tree-lined streets are set ablaze, our kitchens filled with the smells of nostalgia: apples bubbling into sauce, roasting squash, cinnamon, nutmeg, cider, warmth itself. The leaves as they spark into wild color just before they die are the world's oldest performance art, and everything we see is celebrating one last violently hued hurrah before the black and white silence of winter.”

“For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.”

“Give fools their gold, and knaves their power; let fortune's bubbles rise and fall; who sows a field, or trains a flower, or plants a tree, is more than all.”

Source: Personal Poems, Complete Volume IV., the Works of Whittier: Personal Poems

“Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children's faces looking up, Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirit's still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night. Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been, or could be.”

Source: Mirror of the Heart: Poems of Sara Teasdale

“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

“Then she told me why a tiger is gold and black. It has two ways. The gold side leaps with its fierce heart. The black side stands still with cunning, hiding its gold between the trees, seeing and not being seen, waiting patiently for things to come. I did not learn to use my black side until after the bad man left me.”

Men Way Heart Stills Two Use Left Waiting Sides Black Seeing Tree Gold Leap Hiding Fierce Tigers Cunning Two Ways Bad Man

Author:Amy Tan

“When the Dark comes rising six shall turn it back; Three from the circle, three from the track; Wood, bronze, iron; Water, fire, stone; Five will return and one go alone. Iron for the birthday; bronze carried long; Wood from the burning; stone out of song; Fire in the candle ring; water from the thaw; Six signs the circle and the grail gone before. Fire on the mountain shall find the harp of gold Played to wake the sleepers, oldest of old. Power from the Green Witch, lost beneath the sea. All shall find the Light at last, silver on the tree.”

Source: The Dark Is Rising: Movie Tie-in Edition

“VIDEO ARCHIVE- INTERVIEW 24768 . GOLD-EYE I like trees… grass… only birds in sky. People walking safe. Family No Creatures. Sleep all night safe. Walk under sun in own place. Grow plants. Build. Be father with mother. Have Children. A place like Petar told me. Home. After Change goes back… I want home.”

People Want Children Home Eye Mother Night Father Grows Sleep Walks Sun Tree Sky Walking Safe Creatures Bird Gold Plant Video Grass Interviews All Night Archives

Author:Garth Nix

“Fall leaves are brilliant with gold and red. You can cup them in your hand and wonder at them, be amazed at their uniqueness and glory. But eventually they are gone, brown, crumbling, scattered on the wind. But the tree remains. The tree is what is important. The tree lives on. That was a difficult knowledge to bear, and an even more difficult life to live. Of course, being the leaf wasn't exactly desirable either.”

Important Hands Fall Courses Difficult Wonder Gone Tree Wind Bears Glory Red Gold Remains Brilliant Cups Brown Uniqueness Amazed Leafs Desirable Crumbling Tree Of Life Difficult Life

Author:Rob Thurman

“I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried. For a year I have called every black tree Marya Morevna; I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.”

World Years Faces Black Dark Loss Tree Gold Patterns Ice Your Face Pale Tolerate

Book:Deathless

Source: Deathless

“I left the jutra to chop wood. I began my walk through the snow, five kilometers to the tree line. That's when I saw it. A tiny silver of gold appeared between shades of gray on the horizon. I stared at the amber band of sunlight, smiling. The sun had returned. I closed my eyes. I felt Andrius moving close. "I'll see you," he said. "Yes, I will see you," I whispered "I will." I reached into my pocket and squeezed the stone.”

Said Eye Moving Left Felt Lines Walks Sun Five Saws Tree Band Stones Gold Woods Tiny Snow Pockets Silver Horizon Gray Shade Sunlight Amber Shades Of Gray

Author:Ruta Sepetys

“On two chairs beneath the bole of the tree and canopied by a living bough there sat, side by side, Celeborn and Galadriel... Very tall they were, and the Lady no less tall than the Lord; and they were grave and beautiful. They were clad wholly in white; and the hair of the Lady was of deep gold, and the hair of the Lord Celeborn was of silver long and bright; but no sign of age was upon them, unless it were in the depths of their eyes; for these were keen as lances in the starlight, and yet profound, the wells of deep memory.”

Wells Long Two Eye Age Beautiful Sides Memories White Lord Tree Hair Gold Profound Depth Graves Sat Chairs Silver Tall Starlight Galadriel

Author:J. R. R. Tolkien

“Only the soldier pines and sentinels still showed green; the broadleaf trees had donned mantles of russet and gold, or else uncloaked themselves to scratch against the sky with branches brown and bare.”

Stills Tree Sky Gold Green Soldier Branches Brown Scratches Sentinels

Book:A Feast for Crows: A Song of Ice and Fire: Book Four

Source: A Feast for Crows: A Song of Ice and Fire: Book Four

“The wind outside nested in each tree, prowled the sidewalks in invisible treads like unseen cats. Tom Skelton shivered. Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night, and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows' Eve. Everything seemed cut from soft black velvet or gold or orange velvet. Smoke panted up out of a thousand chimneys like the plumes of funeral parades. From kitchen windows drifted two pumpkin smells: gourds being cut, pies being baked.”

Feels Two Night Black Darkness Cutting Tree Special Wind Thousand Cat Window Gold Smell Invisible Smoke Kitchen Funeral Toms Pie Unseen Orange Parades Velvet Sidewalk Pumpkin Chimneys Gourds

Author:Ray Bradbury

“When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold, Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold; When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West, Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!”

World Dream Lying Sleep Tree Land Wind Summer Gold Green West Halls Roof Noon Woodland Come Back To Me Ent

Book:The Two Towers: Being the Second Part of The Lord of the Rings

Source: The Two Towers: Being the Second Part of The Lord of the Rings

“Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined future, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love or a passion so strong that one felt altered forever and convinced that even the smallest particle of the surrounding world was charged with purpose of impossible grandeur; ah, yes, and one would look up into the trees and be thrilled by the wind- loosened river of pale, gold foliage cascading down and by the high, melodious singing of countless birds; those moments, so many and so long ago, still come back, but briefly, like fireflies in the perfumed heat of summer night.”

Source: Collected Poems

“My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these, Because my love is come to me. Raise me a daïs of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, And peacocks with a hundred eyes; Work it in gold and silver grapes, In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me.”

“The heavy eyelids snapped open. Jack froze. A huge gold-and-amber eye, as big as a dinner plater, stared at him. The dark pupil shrank, focusing. Jack stood very still. The colossal head turned, the scaled lip only three feet from Jack. The golden eyes gazed at him, wirling with fiery color. Jack breathed in tiny, shallow breaths. Dont blink. Don't blink... Two gusts of wind erutped from the wyvern's nostrils Jack jumped straight up, bounced off the ground into another jump, and scrambled up the nearest tree. In the clearing, Gaston bent over, guffawing like an idiot. 'It's not funny!”

“Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda water the day after. Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; The best of life is but intoxication: Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk The hopes of all men, and of every nation; Without their sap, how branchless were the trunk Of life's strange tree, so fruitful on occasion: But to return--Get very drunk; and when You wake with head-ache, you shall see what then.”

Men Life Is Nations Water Tree Strange Return Glory Laughter Gold Wine Drunk Occasions Reasonable Ache Sermons Grapes Trunks Mirth Intoxication Sap Soda Intemperance Women And Wine

Author:Lord Byron

“And who shall say--whatever disenchantment follows--that we ever forget magic; or that we can ever betray, on this leaden earth, the apple-tree, the singing, and the gold?”

Earth Forget Magic Tree Singing Gold Apples Betray Apple Trees Disenchantment

Book:Look Homeward, Angel

Source: Look Homeward, Angel

“Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To seek our pale enchanted gold. The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, While hammers fell like ringing bells, In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells. The pines were roaring on the heights, The wind was moaning in the night, The fire was red, it flaming spread, The trees like torches blazed with light.”

“It was one of those sumptuous days when the world is full of autumn muskiness and tangy, crisp perfection: vivid blue sky, deep green fields, leaves in a thousand luminous hues. It is a truly astounding sight when every tree in a landscape becomes individual, when each winding back highway and plump hillside is suddenly and infinitely splashed with every sharp shade that nature can bestow - flaming scarlet, lustrous gold, throbbing vermilion, fiery orange.”

World Individual Tree Sky Fields Thousand Perfection Gold Sight Blue Green Landscape Autumn Shade Orange Highways Vivid Luminous Fiery Blue Sky Hue Scarlet Crisps Sumptuous Green Fields

Author:Bill Bryson

“How innocent were these Trees, that in Mist-green May, blown by a prospering breeze, Stood garlanded and gay; Who now in sundown glow Of serious colour clad confront me with their show As though resigned and sad, Trees, who unwhispering stand umber, bronze, gold; Pavilioning the land for one grown tired and old; Elm, chestnut, aspen and pine, I am merged in you, Who tell once more in tones of time, Your foliaged farewell.”

May Shows Fall Tree Land Serious Gay Gold Green Tired Innocent Tone Colour Farewell Breeze Mist Resigned Bronze Chestnuts Prospering Aspens

Book:Sequences

Source: Sequences

“So the crew fly on with no thought that they are in motion. Like night over the sea, they are very far from the earth, from towns, from trees. The clock ticks on. The dials, the radio lamps, the various hands and needles go though their invisible alchemy. . . . and when the hour is at hand the pilot may glue his forehead to the window with perfect assurance. Out of oblivion the gold has been smelted: there it gleams in the lights of the airport.”

“Silent night, holy night, when the bough flies from the tree and is hung everywhere, when from tables the crusts fly, when the gifts begin to tremble because lovelessness walks through the world, because it snarls at you, barks at you from the snow, and the silver ribbons rip and the tinsel rustles silvery, and the silver and gold, and a golden word come to you on which you choke because you have been sold and betrayed, and because it does not suffice that for you one is redeemed who once died.”

World Doe Has Beens Night Walks Tree Holy Gold Died Tables Silent Snow Golden Silver Hung Betrayed Rip Choke Bark Redeemed Ribbons Tinsel Lovelessness Silent Night Holy Night

Author:Ingeborg Bachmann

“Though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure; And spring comes green again to trees and grasses Where petals have been shed like tears And lonely birds have sung their grief. ...After the war-fires of three months, One message from home is worth a ton of gold. ...I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin To hold the hairpins any more.”

May Has Beens War Country Home Three White Grief Fire Tree Tears Hair Months Messages Spring Bird Rivers Lonely Gold Green Endure Hills Grass Shed Strokes Three Months Petals White Hair

Author:Du Fu

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