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Keep a green tree in your heart, and maybe one day a bird will come.

Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.

He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.

"Be more humble than a blade of grass, more tolerant than a tree, always offering respect onto others and never expecting any in return"

Cut down the forest, not just a tree. Out of the forest of desire springs danger. By cutting down both the forest of desire and the brushwood of longing, be rid of the forest, bhikkhus.