Best sweet & tree Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“And what is more melancholy than the old apple-trees that linger about the spot where once stood a homestead, but where there is now only a ruined chimney rising our of a grassy and weed-grown cellar? They offer their fruit to every wayfarer--apples that are bitter-sweet with the moral of times vicissitude.”

Moral Tree Sweet Offers Fruit Bitter Spots Apples Rising Melancholy Weed Ruined Cellars Chimneys Vicissitudes Apple Trees Bitter Sweet

Book:Mosses from an Old Manse

Source: Mosses from an Old Manse

“As a whole forest becomes fragrant by the existence of a single tree with sweet-smelling blossoms in it, so a family becomes famous by the birth of a virtuous son.”

Whole Existence Tree Son Sweet Birth Forests Virtuous

Author:Chanakya

“I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast.”

Thinking Earth Tree Sweet Mouths Lovely Hungry Forests Breasts Breastfeeding Forests And Trees Nature's Beauty Arbor Day Inspirational Tree

Book:Joyce Kilmer: Memoir and poems

Source: Joyce Kilmer: Memoir and poems

“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone. Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!”

Play Spirit Song Winning Goal Heard Tree Youth Sweet Lovers Kissing Fairs Ears Sensual Bliss Grieving Tone Melody Fades Pipe Unheard Old Love

Author:John Keats

“I'm not meant to run around trees. I can't throw my arms in the air and sing, I find that boring and irritating. Sweet romcoms are not my cup of tea. The film has to be a little twisted and quirky.”

Littles I Can Running Film Air Tree Sweet Arms Boring Cups Tea Twisted Quirky Irritating Cups Of Tea

Author:Emraan Hashmi

“Nature never set forth the earth in so rich tapestry as divers poets have done; neither with pleasant rivers, fruitful trees, sweet-smelling flowers, nor whatsoever else may make the too-much-loved earth more lovely; her world is brazen, the poets only deliver a golden.”

World May Done Earth Rich Too Much Tree Poet Sweet Flower Rivers Lovely Golden Pleasant Tapestry Brazen

Book:An Apology For Poetry (Or The Defence Of Poesy): Revised and Expanded Second Edition

Source: An Apology For Poetry (Or The Defence Of Poesy): Revised and Expanded Second Edition

“I must be mad, or very tired, When the curve of a blue bay beyond a railroad track Is shrill and sweet to me like the sudden springing of a tune, And the sight of a white church above thin trees in a city square Amazes my eyes as though it were the Parthenon.”

Eye Church White Cities Tree Sweet Sight Blue Mad Tired Track Tunes Squares Curves Railroads Railroad Tracks Parthenon

Author:Amy Lowell

“The perfume of the flowers and of the bay tree are wafted on high, like incense. The birds sing sweet songs of praise to their Creator. In the tops of the trees, the soughing of the wind is like the hushed prayers of the multitude in some vast cathedral. Here the heart of man becomes impressionable.”

Men Heart Song Prayer Tree Sweet Wind Flower Bird Praise Creator Multitudes Perfume Cathedrals Incense Impressionable

Book:Documents on the Life and Art of William Wendt, 1865-1946, California's Painter Laureate of the Paysage Moralisé

Source: Documents on the Life and Art of William Wendt, 1865-1946, California's Painter Laureate of the Paysage Moralisé

“It is sweet to see how soon a spring becomes a rill, and a rill runs on into a rivulet, and a rivulet swells into a brook; and before one has time to say 'what are you at?' - before the first tree it ever spoke to is a dummy, or the first hill it ever ran down has turned blue, here we all have airs and graces, demands and assertions of a full grown river.”

Firsts Running Grace Air Tree Sea Sweet Demand Spring Rivers Blue Fishes Boat Hills Ran Lakes Fishing Spokes Assertion Brooks Dummy

Book:Crocker's Hole: From

Source: Crocker's Hole: From

“But words have been used too often; touched and turned, and left exposed to the dust of the street. The words we seek hang close to the tree. We come at dawn and find them sweet beneath the leaf.”

Has Beens Used Left Tree Streets Sweet Dust Dawn Touched Exposed Leafs

Book:Selected Works of Virginia Woolf

Source: Selected Works of Virginia Woolf

“There is something nobly simple and pure in a taste for the cultivation of forest trees. It argues, I think, a sweet and generous nature to have his strong relish for the beauties of vegetation, and this friendship for the hardy and glorious sons of the forest. He who plants a tree looks forward to future ages, and plants for posterity. Nothing could be less selfish than this.”

Thinking Looks Age Strong Simple Tree Son Sweet Taste Pure Plant Arguing Selfish Forests Generous Glorious Posterity Relish Cultivation Hardy Plant A Tree Vegetation

Author:Washington Irving

“O days remember'd well! remember'd all! The bitter sweet, the honey and the gall; Those garden rambles in the silent night, Those trees so shady, and that moon se bright, That thickset alley by the arbor clos'd, That woodbine seat where we at last repos'd; And then the hopes that came and then were gone, Quick as the clouds beneath the moon past on.”

Wells Lasts Past Remember Night Gone Tree Sweet Moon Garden Silent Clouds Bitter Seats Honey Alleys Courtship Shady Bitter Sweet Silent Night Arbors

Author:George Crabbe

“How sweet the harmonies of the afternoon! The Blackbird sings along the sunny breeze His ancient song of leaves, and summer boon; Rich breath of hayfields streams thro' whispering trees; And birds of morning trim their bustling wings, And listen fondly--while the Blackbird sings.”

Song Morning Rich Tree Sweet Summer Bird Harmony Breaths Wings Ancient Streams Afternoon Breeze Sunny Whispering Boon Blackbirds

Book:Days and Hours

Source: Days and Hours

“August is ripening grain in the fields blowing hot and sunny, the scent of tree-ripened peaches, of hot buttered sweet corn on the cob. Vivid dahlias fling huge tousled blossoms through gardens and joe-pye-weed dusts the meadow purple.”

Tree Fields Sweet Huge Garden Hot Dust Weed Grain Scent Purple Vivid Corn Sunny August Meadows Fling Peaches Ripening Dahlias Corn On The Cob Sweet Corn

Book:The Shape of a Year

Source: The Shape of a Year

“Every year, like a good Catholic, I wait for Christmas. Putting up the lights, decorating the tree, making sweets and then unwrapping gifts on Christmas morning... its a tradition my family has followed since I was very little.”

Years Littles Light Waiting Morning Tree Sweet Tradition My Family Catholic Decorating Christmas Morning

Author:Malaika Arora Khan

“O land and soil, red soil and sweet-gum tree, So scant of grass, so profligate of pines”

Tree Land Sweet Red Grass Soil Gum

Book:The Collected Poems of Jean Toomer

Source: The Collected Poems of Jean Toomer

“If I am allowed to give a metaphorical allusion to the future state of the blessed, I should imagine it by the orange-grove in that sheltered glen on which the sun is now beginning to shine, and of which the trees are at the same time, loaded with sweet golden fruit and balmy silver flowers. Such objects may well portray a state in which hope and fruition become one eternal feeling.”

Ifs Giving Should Wells May States Feelings Heaven Sun Imagine Tree Objects Sweet Flower Eternal Blessed Shining Fruit Golden Silver Orange Loaded Metaphorical Grove Fruition Allusion

Author:Humphry Davy

“The Indians with surprise found the mouldering trees of their forests suddenly teeming with ambrosial sweet; and nothing, I am told, can exceed the greedy relish with which they banquet for the first time upon this unbought luxury of the wilderness.”

Firsts Found Tree Sweet First Time Surprise Forests Luxury Wilderness Greedy Exceed Relish Banquets

Author:Washington Irving

“I never felt magic crazy as this I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea I never held emotion in the palm of my hand Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree But now you're here Brighten my northern sky.”

Hands Felt Emotion Saws Magic Tree Sea Sky Crazy Sweet Moon Palms Breeze

Author:Nick Drake

“She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist's suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, she touched his mouth with her fingers...She did not say goodbye. She was incapable, and after a few more minutes at his side, she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on.”

“I manage a toast to the Christmas tree and one to the sweet absurdity in the miracle of the verb to be. Lucky you, lucky me.”

Tree Sweet Lucky Miracle Christmas Manage Absurdity Verbs Toasts Lucky You Christmas Tree

Book:The Ways We Touch: Poems

Source: The Ways We Touch: Poems

“Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring ,Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again, And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now, And deck thee with holly's sheen, That, when December blights thy brow, He still may leave thy garland green.”

May Stills Waiting Dark Love Is Air Tree Sweet Summer Spring Fairs Green Rose Winter Silly Thee Scent Scorn December Brows Deck Love Is Like Garlands Hollies Blight Wreaths Briars Wild Roses

Author:Emily Dickinson

“Calling it a simple schoolgirl crush was like saying a Rolls-Royce was a vehicle with four wheels, something like a hay-wagon. She did not giggle wildly and blush when she saw him, nor did she chalk his name on trees or write it on the walls of the Kissing Bridge. She simply lived with his face in her heart all the time, a kind of sweet, hurtful ache. She would have died for him.”

Writing Heart Kind Faces Names Simple Saws Four Tree Sweet Wall Calling Kissing Died Bridges Crush Wheels Vehicle Ache Hurtful Wagons Giggle Hay Chalk Rolls Royce

Author:Stephen King

“I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.”

“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.”

Source: Poetry Manuscripts at Harvard

“Just Me, Just Me Sweet Marie, she loves just me (She also loves Maurice McGhee). No she don't, she loves just me (She also loves Louise Dupree). No she don't, she loves just me (She also loves the willow tree). No she don't, she loves just me! (Poor, poor fool, why can't you see She can love others and still love thee.)”

Stills Poor Tree Sweet Fool Thee Marie Willow Trees

Author:Shel Silverstein

“Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to leave the world. I was still in it, barely, and as I looked up from the ashes, everything around me seemed so sweet and so beautiful. The trees. The stars. The moon. I was alive -- and I was glad I was.”

World Stills Moments Would Be Beautiful Next Stars Knowing Alive Tree Sweet Moon Glad Life And Death Ashes Unpredictable

Book:Vampire Academy Complete Series

Source: Vampire Academy Complete Series

“Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me And tune his merry note, Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither. Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.”

Lying Enemy Tree Sweet Bird Notes Winter Weather Tunes Rough Throat Merry You Like It

Author:William Shakespeare

“All children are heartless. They have not grown a heart yet, which is why they can climb tall trees and say shocking things and leap so very high that grown-up hearts flutter in terror. Hearts weigh quite a lot. That is why it takes so long to grow one. But, as in their reading and arithmetic and drawing, different children proceed at different speeds. (It is well known that reading quickens the growth of a heart like nothing else.) Some small ones are terrible and fey, Utterly Heartless. Some are dear and sweet and Hardly Heartless at all.”

“Sweet, she thought. He must think I can't bear to hear him say it. That after all I have told him and after telling me how many feet I have, "goodbye" would break me to pieces. Ain't that sweet. "So long," she murmured from the far side of the trees.”

Thinking Long I Can Sides Break Pieces Tree Feet Sweet Bears Goodbye Far Side

Book:Beloved

Source: Beloved

“But the trees were gorgeous in their autumnal leafiness - the warm odours of flowers and herb came sweet upon the sense.”

Tree Sweet Flower Warm Gorgeous Herbs

Book:The Complete Works of Elizabeth Gaskell (20+ Books)

Source: The Complete Works of Elizabeth Gaskell (20+ Books)

“Can you hear the dreams crackling like a campfire? Can you hear the dreams sweeping through the pine trees and tipis? Can you hear the dreams laughing in the sawdust? Can you hear the dreams shaking just a little bit as the day grows long? Can you hear the dreams putting on a good jacket that smells of fry bread and sweet smoke? Can you hear the dreams stay up late and talk so many stories?”

Littles Long Stories Dream Grows Bits Laughing Tree Sweet Late Little Bit Smell Bread Smoke Jackets Shaking Sweeping Campfire Pine Trees Sawdust

Author:Sherman Alexie

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