607 Quotes About Trees

And the forest perfume — trees and earth — it's like incense in a shrine. You fall into a state of... prayer.

The woods were muted, no crackles of unseen squirrels or deer moving between trees. Even the birds hushed. Perhaps in mourning for the girl who used to dance here.

Trees fall with spectacular crashes. Planting is silent and growth invisible.

She liked to imagine that the trees were reaching up to grab a piece of the sky, then they would curl themselves into a ball and sleep through the winter on a bed of four-hundred-thread-count Egyptian cotton, until spring, when they would doll up for the season’s next ball.

Above him, around him, the elder dreams of soil. Dreams of glassy, glinting snow. Dreams of its own greatness - taller, wider, more light. It knows nothing of self-sabotage, regret, or restitution.

Trees have no elsewhere.

red light contradictsblue sky and so muchdepends on makeshift branchesset in stone.

Outside, the trees do their witchy dance.

A tree torn from its roots dies, a man begins to live.