“If I had my own Neverland it would probably be the coolest place in the world. You could do anything you want there. There would be trees everywhere.” IfsWorldWantWould BeMy OwnTreePlaces In The WorldNeverland Author:Jeremy Sumpter
“Yet I will look upon thy face again, My own romantic Bronx, and it will be A face more pleasant than the face of men. Thy waves are old companions, I shall see A well remembered form in each old tree And hear a voice long loved in thy wild minstrelsy.” MenWellsLooksLongFacesFormVoiceMy OwnTreeRiversWaveRememberedPleasantLook UpCompanionBronxOld Trees Book:The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems Source: The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems
“I should say that, in addition to my tree-love (it was originally called The Tree), it arose from my own pre-occupation with the Lord of the Rings, the knowledge that it would be finished in great detail or not at all, and the fear (near certainty) that it would be 'not at all'. The war had arisen to darken all horizons. But no such analyses are a complete explanation even of a short story.” ShouldWarStoriesWould BeMy OwnLordTreeDetailsFinishedRingsCertaintyAnalysisExplanationHorizonOccupationShort Story Author:J. R. R. Tolkien
“I have no creative use for guilt, yours or my own. Guilt is only another way of avoiding informed action, of buying time out of the pressing need to make clear choices, out of the approaching storm that can feed the earth as well as bend the trees.” WayNeedsWellsUseActionEarthChoicesMy OwnCreativeClearTreeGuiltStormBuyingAvoidingAnother Way Book:Sister Outsider: Essays and Speeches Source: Sister Outsider: Essays and Speeches
“Vision connects you. But it also separates you. In my work, and my life, I feel a desire to merge. Not in terms of losing my own identity... but theres a feeling that life is interconnected, that theres life in stones and rocks and trees and dirt, like there is in us.” FeelsFeelingsLife IsDesireTermMy OwnVisionTreeRocksIdentityLosingStonesDirtInterconnected Author:Bill Viola
“I once saw, on a flower pot in my own living room, the efforts of a field mouse to build a remembered field. I have lived to see this episode repeated in a thousand guises, and since I have spent a large portion of my life in the shade of a nonexistent tree I think I am entitled to speak for the field mouse.” ThinkingSpeakMy OwnRoomsEffortSawsTreeFieldsFlowerThousandRememberedPotShadePortionsEpisodesEntitledMiceLiving RoomGuise Author:Loren Eiseley