Best horse & tree Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

Source: THE GREATEST DICKENS CLASSICS (Illustrated Edition): Oliver Twist, The Pickwick Papers, Great Expectations, A Tale of Two Cities, Hard Times, David Copperfield, A Christmas Carol, Bleak House, Little Dorrit, Our Mutual Friend, The Life of Dickens

“What we start with is a conviction to fulfill our being. Horses, trees fulfill themselves. Why shouldn't people.”

People Tree Horse Conviction

Author:Louise Berliawsky Nevelson

“For a hundred and fifty years, in the pasture of dead horses, roots of pine trees pushed through the pale curves of your ribs, yellow blossoms flourished above you in autumn, and in winter frost heaved your bones in the ground--old toilers, soil makers: O Roger, Mackerel, Riley, Ned, Nellie, Chester, Lady Ghost.”

Years Past Names Tree Hundred Roots Horse Winter Bones Ghost Soil Fifty Autumn Makers Yellow Pale Curves Roger Frost Ribs Pastures Pine Trees Mackerel

Book:Old and New Poems: Donald Hall

Source: Old and New Poems: Donald Hall

“In the battlefield men grapple each other and die; The horses of the vanquished utter lamentable cries to heaven, While ravens and kites peck at human entrails, Carry them up in their flight, and hang them on the branches of dead trees.”

Men Humans Dies Heaven Tree Cry Horse Flight Branches Veteran Battlefields Ravens Veterans Day Kites Dead Trees

Author:Li Bai

“"So we'd get in a horse and buggy and we would go and park under a tree and we'd read poetry to each other." And my grandfather told me all the stories. I mean, their way of communicating... They didn't have telephones, either, so they communicated with the written word. And I really... That's how old [Bill] Clinton has become to me [speaking of how he met Hillary Clinton].”

Way Mean Stories Written Tree Mets Horse Bills Clinton Communicate Parks Grandfather Telephones My Grandfather Written Word

Author:Rush Limbaugh

“I completely fell in love with riding horses. I really didn't want to wear a helmet when I would go off with the trainer on weekends, galloping through forests and stuff. But thank God he made me, because one time, I was going under a tree and my helmet hit a branch. It literally would have taken my head off.”

Want Made Stuff Taken Tree Horse Forests Branches Thank God Weekend One Time Riding Trainers Helmet Galloping

Author:Bradley Cooper

“She felt a little betrayed and sad, but presently a moving object came into sight. It was a huge horse-chestnut tree in full bloom bound for the Champs Elysees, strapped now into a long truck and simply shaking with laughter - like a lovely person in an undignified position yet confident none the less of being lovely. Looking at it with fascination, Rosemary identified herself with it, and laughed cheerfully with it, and everything all at once seemed gorgeous.”

Littles Persons Long Moving Felt Tree Position Objects Huge Laughter Sight Horse Bounds Lovely Laughed Betrayed Truck Gorgeous Fascination Shaking Chestnuts Rosemary Lovely Person

Author:F. Scott Fitzgerald

“I suppose I could understand it if men had simply forgotten unicorns, but not to see them at all, to look at them and see something else — what do they look to one another, then? What do trees look like to them, or houses, or real horses, or their own children?”

Ifs Men Looks Children Real House Tree Horse Forgotten Unicorn

Book:A fine and private place: The last unicorn

Source: A fine and private place: The last unicorn

“The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow, nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his prey.”

Asks Grows Tree Horse Apples Lions Prey Apple Trees

Book:The Portable William Blake

Source: The Portable William Blake

“You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you.”

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Anton Chekhov (Illustrated)

“He loved, beneath all this summer transiency, to feel the earth's spine beneath him; for such he took the hard root of the oak tree to be; or, for image followed image, it was the back of a great horse that he was riding, or the deck of a tumbling ship -- it was anything indeed, so long as it was hard, for he felt the need of something which he could attach his floating heart to; the heart that tugged at his side; the heart that seemed filled with spiced and amorous gales every evening about this time when he walked out.”

Needs Feels Heart Long Hard Earth Felt Sides Tree Summer Roots Horse Filled Ships Evening Riding Floating Spine Oaks Deck Gale Oak Tree Amorous Tumbling Great Horse

Book:Orlando

Source: Orlando

“When I asked my da how ye knew which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I'd have no doubt. And I didn't. When I woke in the dark under that tree on the road to Leoch, with you sitting on my chest, cursing me for bleeding to death, I said to myself 'Jamie Fraser, for all ye canna see what she looks like, and for all she weights as much as a good draft horse, this is the woman.”

Looks Said Dark Doubt Tree Sitting Weight Horse No Doubt Chests Bleeding Jamie Cursing Outlander Jamie Fraser

Book:The Outlander Series 8-Book Bundle: Outlander, Dragonfly in Amber, Voyager, Drums of Autumn, The Fiery Cross, A Breath of Snow and Ashes, An Echo in the Bone, Written in My Own Heart's Blood

Source: The Outlander Series 8-Book Bundle: Outlander, Dragonfly in Amber, Voyager, Drums of Autumn, The Fiery Cross, A Breath of Snow and Ashes, An Echo in the Bone, Written in My Own Heart's Blood

“The horse could not do without Manhattan. It drew him like a magnet, like a vacuum, like oats, or a mare, or an open, never-ending, tree-lined road.”

Tree Horse Vacuums Manhattan Never Ending Magnet Mares Oats

Author:Mark Helprin

“Dying was nothing and he had no picture of it nor fear of it in his mind. But living was a field of grain blowing in the wind on the side of a hill. Living was a hawk in the sky. Living was an earthen jar of water in the dust of the threshing with the grain flailed out and the chaff blowing. Living was a horse between your legs and a carbine under one leg and a hill and a valley and a stream with trees along it and the far side of the valley and the hills beyond.”