Best singing & tree Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Acting and singing on 'One Tree Hill' was definitely one of the most incredible experiences of my life. I didn't even know I could act until I auditioned at the casting call for the part of Mia.”

Knows Acting Tree Singing Incredibles Hills Casting Mia Tree Hill

Author:Kate Voegele

“You are walking in a desert.You hear a bird singing.As absurd as it may seem for a bird to be pending in the desert,you are obligated to make it a tree.That's poem”

May Seems Tree Walking Singing Bird Absurd Desert Pending

Author:Kiki Dimoula

“I like to take the time out to listen to the trees, much in the same way that I listen to a sea shell, holding my ear against the rough bark of the trunk, hearing the inner singing of the sap. It's a lovely sound, the beating of the heart of the tree.”

Way Heart Sound Tree Sea Singing Ears Hearing Lovely Forests Rough Shells Bark Trunks Sap Sea Shell

Book:A Stone for a Pillow

Source: A Stone for a Pillow

“Out of the fragrant heart of bloom, The bobolinks are singing; Out of the fragrant heart of bloom The apple-tree whispers to the room, "Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing?”

Heart Art Rooms Tree Singing Apples Nests Gloom Apple Trees

Book:Poems

Source: Poems

“In railway halls, on pavements near the traffic, They beg, their eyes made big by empty staring And only measuring Time , like the blank clock. No, I shall weave no tracery of pen-ornament To make them birds upon my singing tree: Time merely drives these lives which do not live As tides push rotten stuff along the shore.”

Made Bigs Eye Stuff Tree Singing Bird Empty Clock Staring Halls Pens Shore Tides Blank Traffic Rotten Ornaments Measuring Pavement Railway

Book:New Collected Poems of Stephen Spender

Source: New Collected Poems of Stephen Spender

“Praying is another way of singing.You plant in the tree the soul of lemons.You plant in the gardens the spirit of roses.”

Way Soul Spirit Tree Praying Singing Garden Rose Plant Another Way Lemons

Book:Goodbye, Twentieth Century: An Autobiography

Source: Goodbye, Twentieth Century: An Autobiography

“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.”

Light Mother Father House Lost Tree Grew Grew Up Singing Tiny Golden Dawn Piano Palestinian Showers Chords House Music Golden Light Tiny Houses

Author:Naomi Shihab Nye

“I get tired of the same albums, the same look and singing the same songs. When I get bored I paint, I plant trees and just do something different. I get far away from singing.”

Looks Different Song Tree Singing Tired Plant Paint Albums Bored Far Away Plant A Tree

Author:Jason Mraz

“A woman is a branchy tree and man a singing wind; and from her branches carelessly he takes what he can find.”

Men Tree Wind Singing Branches

Book:The Poems of James Stephens

Source: The Poems of James Stephens

“I come from a singing family and as is said, 'the apple does not fall far from the tree.'”

Doe Said Fall Tree Singing Apples

Author:Dionne Warwick

“What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters coming out of that piece of apple-wood? Those are the ghosts of the robins and blue-birds that sang upon the bough when it was in blossom last Spring. In Summer whole flocks of them come fluttering about the fruit-trees under the window: so I have singing birds all the year round.”

Source: Marjorie Daw and Other People

“Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!”

World Tree Kissing Singing Bees Pears

Book:Their Eyes Were Watching God

Source: Their Eyes Were Watching God

“There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulous white; Robins will wear their feathery fire, Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire; And not one will know of the war, not one Will care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree, If mankind perished utterly; And Spring herself when she woke at dawn Would scarcely know that we were gone.”

Ifs Knows Mind War Done Care Lasts Night Sound White Gone Fire Tree Mankind Spring Singing Lows Bird Rain Smell Dawn Pool Fence Wire Frogs Whim Robins Plums Whistling

Book:Collected Poems

Source: Collected Poems

“My father moved through theys of we, singing each new leaf out of each tree, (and every child was sure that spring danced when she heard my father sing).”

Children Father Heard Tree Spring Singing Moved Leafs

Book:Dienstags bei Morrie: Die Lehre eines Lebens

Source: Dienstags bei Morrie: Die Lehre eines Lebens

“Danse Russe If I when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc in silken mists above shining trees,-- if I in my north room dance naked, grotesquely before my mirror waving my shirt round my head and singing softly to myself: "I am lonely, lonely. I was born to be lonely, I am best so!" If I admire my arms, my face, my shoulders, flanks, buttocks against the yellow drawn shades,-- Who shall say I am not the happy genius of my household?”

“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

“Outside the trees dragged their leaves like nets through the depths of the air; the sound of water was in the room and through the waves came the voices of birds singing.”

Sound Voice Water Rooms Air Tree Singing Bird Depth Wave Sound Of Water

Book:Selected Works of Virginia Woolf

Source: Selected Works of Virginia Woolf

“Harshness vanished. A sudden softness has replaced the meadows' wintry grey. Little rivulets of water changed their singing accents. Tendernesses, hesitantly, reach toward the earth from space, and country lanes are showing these unexpected subtle risings that find expression in the empty trees.”

Littles Country Earth Water Space Tree Changed Expression Spring Singing Empty Rising Unexpected Subtle Tenderness Accents Replaced Grey Lanes Meadows Softness Harshness

Author:Rainer Maria Rilke

“Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere Underneath my being is a road that disappeared Late at night I hear the trees, they're singing with the dead Overhead.”

Feels Night Tree Wind Hair Late Singing Overhead

Author:Eddie Vedder

“Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps the singing bird will come.”

Heart Nature Tree Singing Bird Green Joyfulness Keep A Positive Attitude Forests And Trees Old Trees Green Trees Inspirational Tree Singing Birds

Book:Taking Care of Terrific

Source: Taking Care of Terrific

“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.”

“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

“O God, when I listen to the voices of animals, the sounds of trees, the murmurings of water, the singing of birds, the whistling of the wind, or the boom of thunder, I see in them evidence of Your unity; I feel that You are supreme power, omniscience, supreme knowledge, and supreme justice. I recognize You, O God, in the trials I am going through. May Your pleasure be my pleasure, too. May I be Your joy, the joy that a Father feels for a son. And may I think of You calmly and with determination, even when I find it hard to say I love You.”

“Every spring I hear the thrush singing in the glowing woods he is only passing through. His voice is deep, then he lifts it until it seems to fall from the sky. I am thrilled. I am grateful. Then, by the end of morning, he's gone, nothing but silence out of the tree where he rested for a night. And this I find acceptable. Not enough is a poor life. But too much is, well, too much. Imagine Verdi or Mahler every day, all day. It would exhaust anyone.”

Source: A Thousand Mornings: Poems

“I liked it. I liked her. And every time I saw her, she seemed more beautiful. She just seemed to glow. I'm not talking like a hundred-watt bulb; she just had this warmth to her. Maybe it came from climbing that tree. Maybe it came from singing to chickens. Maybe it came from whacking at two-by-fours and dreaming about perpetual motion. I don't know. All I know is that compared to her, Shelly and Miranda seemed so...ordinary.”

Knows Two Dream Beautiful Talking Saws Tree Singing Ordinary Hundred Chickens Climbing Warmth Perpetual Not Talking Bulbs Miranda Fours Perpetual Motion Bryce Loski

Author:Wendelin Van Draanen

“It may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then, that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.”

May Littles Stills Tree Depression Singing Bird Roots Sacred Leafs Still Life Native American Proverbs Depression Inspirational Singing Birds

Book:Black Elk Speaks: Being the Life Story of a Holy Man of the Oglala Sioux

Source: Black Elk Speaks: Being the Life Story of a Holy Man of the Oglala Sioux

“If I were to choose the sights, the sounds, the fragrances I most would want to see and hear and smell--among all the delights of the open world--on a final day on earth, I think I would choose these: the clear, ethereal song of a white-throated sparrow singing at dawn; the smell of pine trees in the heat of the noon; the lonely calling of Canada geese; the sight of a dragon-fly glinting in the sunshine; the voice of a hermit thrush far in a darkening woods at evening; and--most spiritual and moving of sights--the white cathedral of a cumulus cloud floating serenely in the blue of the sky.”

“In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee”

Stills Spirit Speak Tree Solitude Waste Singing Bird Wide Thee Desert Sympathy Fountain

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)

“Of all the wonders of nature, a tree in summer is perhaps the most remarkable; with the possible exception of a moose singing 'Embraceable You' in spats.”

Wonder Tree Summer Singing Forests Remarkable Exception June Forests And Trees Spats Moose Wonder Of Nature

Book:The Insanity Defense: The Complete Prose

Source: The Insanity Defense: The Complete Prose

“Meditation is totally different. When you concentrate you close your mind to everything else. Meditation means just an openness, a relaxed openness. It is not concentration. While listening to me you are listening to the birds singing in the trees too. The wind passing through the trees singing its song - you are open to it too. The aeroplane passing by, or the train - you are open to it too. This is meditation - you are simply open, available, conscious, available, all doors are open.”

Mind Mean Different Song Meditation Doors Tree Wind Listening Singing Bird Conscious Train Available Passing Passings Concentration Openness Relaxed Aeroplanes Passing Through Passing By

Author:Rajneesh

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