A Quote by D. Elton Trueblood on age, discovery, life, people, and trees

A man has made at least a start on discovering the meaning of human life when he plants shade trees under which he knows full well he will never sit.

D. Elton Trueblood

Source: The Best Liberal Quotes Ever: Why the Left Is Right

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A Quote by Saigyō on light, moon, place, and trees

This place of mine
never is entered by humans
come for conversation,
only by the mute moon's light shafts
that slip in between the trees.


Source: Awesome Nightfall: The Life, Times & Poetry of Saigyō

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A Quote by R. Buckminster Fuller on children, moon, people, pictures, time, and trees

Children will draw pictures with everything in them...houses and trees and people and animals...and the sun AND the moon.  Grown-up says, "That's a nice picture, Honey, but you put the moon and the sun in the sky at the same time and that isn't right."  But the child is right!  The sun and moon are in the sky at the same time.

R. Buckminster Fuller (1895 - 1983)

Source: Buckminster Fuller to Children of Earth

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A Quote by John Muir on happiness, nature, acceptance, travel, and trees

I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do.

John Muir (1838 - 1914)

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A Quote by John Muir on trees, nature, travel, and wandering

Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!

John Muir (1838 - 1914)

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A Quote by John Muir on trees, earth, environment, planet, and ecology

God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fools.

John Muir (1838 - 1914)

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A Quote by Linda Hogan on lovers, trees, birds, metaphor, and joy

Let's kneel down
through all the worlds of the body
like lovers.  I know
I am a tree and full of life
and I know you, you
are the flying one and will leave.
But can't we swallow the sweetness
and can't you sing in my arms
and sleep in the human light
of the sun and moon I have been
drinking alone.

Linda Hogan

Source: Cries of The Spirit, Pages: 47 (from A Thought)

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A Quote by Emily Dickinson on search, stars, and trees

A Murmur in the Trees - to note -
Not loud enough - for Wind -
A Star - not far enough to seek -
Nor near enough - to find -

Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

Source: The Poems of Emily Dickinson

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A Quote by Margaret Fuller on life, nature, self, trees, and words

I fear I have not one good word to say this fair morning, though the sun shines so encouragingly on the distant hills and gentle river and the trees are in their festive hues.  I am not festive, though contented.  When obliged to give myself to the prose of life, as I am on this occasion of being established in a new home I like to do the thing, wholly and quite, - to weave my web for the day solely from the grey yarn.

Margaret Fuller (1810 - 1850)

Source: Meditations of Margaret Fuller: The Inner Stream

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A Quote by Nikos Kazantzakis on answers, earth, questions, stars, and trees

With the passage of days in this godly isolation [desert], my heart grew calm.  It seemed to fill with answers. I did not ask questions any more; I was certain.  Everything - where we came from, where we are going, what our purpose is on earth - struck me as extremely sure and simple in this God-trodden isolation.  Little by little my blood took on the godly rhythm.  Matins, Divine Liturgy, vespers, psalmodies, the sun rising in the morning and setting in the evening, the constellations suspended like chandeliers each night over the monastery: all came and went, came and went in obedience to eternal laws, and drew the blood of man into the same placid rhythm.  I saw the world as a tree, a gigantic poplar, and myself as a green leaf clinging to a branch with my slender stalk.  When God's wind blew, I hopped and danced, together with the entire tree.

Nikos Kazantzakis (1883 - 1957)

Source: The Wonders of Solitude

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