A tree is best measured when it is down – and so it is with people.
Much of the economic decay of southeast Asia (as of many other parts of the world) is undoubtedly due to a heedless and shameful neglect of trees.
By means of trees, wildlife could be conserved, pollution decreased, and the beauty of our landscapes enhanced. This is the way, or at least one of the ways, to spiritual, moral, and cultural regeneration.
Nothing is perfect. Flaws are interesting. Be the tree.
I doubt trees are ever told to ‘be the screwed-up ninth-grader.’
My dream of happiness: a quiet spot by the Jamaican seashore . . . hearing the wind sob with the beauty and the tragedy of everything. Sitting under an almond tree, with the leaf spread over me like an umbrella.
The troubles of the young are soon over; they leave no external mark. If you wound the tree in its youth the bark will quickly cover the gash; but when the tree is very old, peeling the bark off, and looking carefully, you will see the scar there still. All that is buried is not dead.
If you know the differences between an oak and a poplar, a spruce and a pine, down to the needles… you are able to paint that tree with more conviction, even if done with a few broad strokes.
Oak trees come out of acorns, no matter how unlikely that seems. An acorn is just a tree’s way back into the ground. For another try. Another trip through. One life for another.
Trees and soils can absorb carbon dioxide released by fossil fuel burning. It would be great to subsidize responsible farmers and forest managers.
Affections injured by tyranny, or rigor of compulsion, like tempest-threatened trees, unfirmly rooted, never spring to timely growth
All life is related. And it enables us to construct with confidence the complex tree that represents the history of life
I love touring in the United States. It’s dramatically different wherever you go. North to south you’re going from snow to palm trees.
Everyone asks me about being so worried or thinking about existence as if I’m the only person who can’t understand why a tree grows the way it does or why a person is in power when they’re not that great. These are questions everyone has.
Life is miraculous, even when it’s disastrous, it’s still incredible, I’m fascinated with everything, life is fascinating, I’m fascinated by trees and dogs, but no one wants to hear me talk about it.
The only way a no-legged leopard could hurt you is if it fell out of a tree onto your head.
A successful tree pose probably won’t change your life. Learning how to keep your breath easy, long, and deep no matter what the circumstance? That absolutely will.
One cannot in the nature of things expect a little tree that has been turned into a club to put forth leaves.
Man is like a tree. If you stand in front of a tree and watch it incessantly, to see how it grows, and to see how much it has grown, you will see nothing at all. But tend it at all times, prune the runners and keep it free of beetles and worms, and all in good time-it will come into its growth. It is the same with man: all that is necessary is for him to overcome his obstacles, and he will thrive and grow. But it is not right to examine him hour after hour to see how much has already been added to his stature.
If a person kills a tree before its time, it is like having murdered a soul.-Rabbi Nachman
But it can also happen, if will and grace are joined, that as I contemplate the tree I am drawn into a relation, and the tree ceases to be an It. . . . Does the tree then have consciousness, similar to our own? I have no experience of that. But thinking that you have brought this off in your own case, must you again divide the indivisible? What I encounter is neither the soul of a tree nor a dryad, but the tree itself.