“He smelled cold water and cold intrepid green. Those early flowers smelled like cold water. Their fragrance was not the still perfume of high summer; it was the smell of cold, raw green.” StillsWaterFlowerColdSummerSpringGreenSmellPerfumeFragranceCold Water Book:Tinkers Source: Tinkers
“I have a great-great-great-grandfather who was a Confederate cavalry colonel, and I still have his military composite photo on my wall. The chemicals in the photo tint have changed over the years to the point that he looks green. One of my family members apparently still has the piece of paper that listed every thing in his pocket when he got shot.” YearsLooksStillsPiecesMilitaryChangedWallMembersPaperShotsMy FamilyGreenPocketsChemicalsGrandfatherFamily MembersColonelsConfederateCompositesGreat GrandfatherCavalry Author:Anson Mount
“To try to save for everyone, for the hostile and independent as well as the committed, some of the health that flows down across the green ridges from the skyline, and some of the beauty and spirit that are still available to any resident of the valley who has a moment and the wit to lift up his eyes unto the hills.” TryingWellsStillsMomentsEyeSpiritFlowIndependentGreenCommittedAvailableWitHillsLiftsHis EyesValleysHostileResidentsRidgesSkylines Author:Wallace Stegner
“All green was anished sae of pine and yew, That still displayed their melancholy hue; Sae the green holly with its berries red, And the green moss that o'er the grael spread.” StillsRedGreenSpreadMelancholyBerriesHueMossHolliesYewSae Author:George Crabbe
“I do not remember-that is the point-the first impulse that pumped and shoved most of the earlier poems along, and they are still too near me, with their vehement beat-pounding black and green rhythms like those of a very young policeman exploding, for me to see the written evidence of it.” InspirationalFirstsStillsRememberYoungBlackWrittenBeatsEvidenceGreenRhythmImpulsePolicemenExplodingVehement Author:Dylan Thomas
“Men like my father cannot die. They are with me still, real in memory as they were in flesh, loving and beloved forever. How green was my valley then.” MenStillsRealDiesFatherMemoriesForeverGreenFleshBelovedValleys Author:Irving Pichel
“In a cement park across the street is this giant sculpture. It is a giant umbrella frame lying on its side. It's green. Stand under it, during a rainstorm, you'll still get wet - that's why it's art.” ArtStillsLyingSidesStreetsGreenGiantsParksWetSculptureUmbrellaCementRainstorms Book:What's Eating Gilbert Grape Source: What's Eating Gilbert Grape
“Reelfoot is, and has always been, a lake of mystery.In places it is bottomless. Other places the skeletons of the cypress-trees that went down when the earth sank, still stand upright so that if the sun shines from the right quarter, and the water is less muddy than common, a man, peering face downward into its depths, sees, or thinks he sees, down below him the bare top-limbs upstretching like drowned men's fingers, all coated with the mud of years and bandaged with pennons of the green lake slime.” IfsThinkingMenYearsStillsEarthFacesWaterCommonSunMysteryTreeGreenShiningFingersDepthLakesQuartersMudLimbsSkeletonsMuddySun ShinesSlimeCypressesCypress Trees Author:Irvin S. Cobb
“Fifty years from now Britain will still be the country of long shadows on county grounds, warm beer, invincible green suburbs, dog lovers and pools fillers and - as George Orwell said - “old maids bicycling to Holy Communion through the morning mist” and if we get our way - Shakespeare still read even in school.” IfsWayYearsLongSaidStillsCountrySchoolMorningDogLoversHolyShadowGreenWarmBeerBritainFiftyPoolCommunionCricketMistInvincibleSuburbsMaidsDog LoverWell SaidHoly CommunionOld MaidsFillersLong ShadowsMorning Mist Author:John Major
“At this season of the year we draw close to Good Friday. All the eyes of the world will turn back to "a green hill far away, without a city wall," where the founder of Christianity was crucified by those forces of selfishness, greed, and lust for gain that are still at work in the world. It seems to me that unless we do something in Canada about the question of the export of war materials there will be another crucifixion - the crucifixion of a generation of young men, crucified upon a cross of nickel.” MenWorldYearsStillsWarSeemsEyeYoungTurnsForceCitiesChristianityGenerationsMaterialsWallDrawsGainsCrossesSeasonsGreenGreedLustHillsSelfishnessYoung ManCanadaFar AwayFoundersFridayCrucifixionNickelsGood FridayCity WallsGreen Hills Author:Tommy Douglas