Green Green Grass Quotes

#1. 'Doc, I can't stop singing the green green grass of home. 'That sounds like Tom Jones syndrome'. 'Is it common?' 'It's not unusual.'

Tommy Cooper

#2. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Tom Jones

#3. The truth was in her voice as sure as rain and sunshine are in a green blade of grass.

Dean Koontz

#4. Silver flow the streams from Celos to Erui
In the green fields of Lebennin!
Tall grows the grass there. In the wind from the Sea
The white lilies sway,
And the golden bells are shaken of mallos and alfirin
In the green fields of Lebennin,
In the wind from the Sea!

J.R.R. Tolkien

#5. The warm green of the grass, sprinkled with flowers of many hues, is a carpet whereon we walk with noiseless tread.

William Wendt

#6. Still, I look down, and the grass is so green, I cannot understand how it does not wither and die with sorrow.

~Song of the Sparrow

Lisa Ann Sandell

#7. A lot of ideas don't translate very well into art. To say, "Oh my god, the grass is green ... " You're going to end up with a big green painting.

John Baldessari

#8. How not to miss those days when the sun was a happy companion that stayed to play all year round and kissed me a careless nut brown? When Mother caught the sweet rain in her well behind the house, and the air was so clear that the grass smelled green?

Rani Manicka

#9. Okay let's get this over with, no I'm not seasick, yes I've always been green, No I didn't eat grass as a child.

Gregory Maguire

#10. When May, with cowslip-braided locks,
Walks through the land in green attire.
And burns in meadow-grass the phlox
His torch of purple fire:
And when the punctual May arrives,
With cowslip-garland on her brow,
We know what once she gave our lives,
And cannot give us now!

Bayard Taylor

#11. Want to forget that you're growing older? Walk across green grass with bare feet.

Toni Sorenson

#12. I guess when you're happy where you are, the grass don't seem so green on the other side of the fence. Maybe it never was.

Sarah McCoy

#13. Spring with its wavin' green grass and heaps of sweet-smellin' flowers on every hill and in every dale.

Roy Bean

#14. Some of the other students were out on the grass in front of Alain Locke Hall, in pink and green, chanting, singing, stomping, clapping, stepping.

Ta-Nehisi Coates

#15. Still, the vivid green of the grass-where the grass is actually managing to assert itself through the dirt-seems out of place.
This seems like a place where the sun should never shine: a place on the edge, at the limit, a place completely removed from time and happiness and life.

Lauren Oliver

#16. I wish I could wrap up the glitter star-green of this moment and hand it to you like an angel gift. Give you the heat lightning flying in jagged silence over the distant mountains. And the smell of September prairie grass and the even fainter scent of October pine now descending ...

Carew Papritz

#17. My dad's idea of punishment was to dress me up in all green to disguise me as grass, and then throw me in the pasture. Cows bit me all over.

Bryan Callen

#18. You might live on top of the biggest toxic waste dump on the planet, but if you never dig, then all you ever know is that your grass is green and your garden is lush.

Jodi Picoult

#19. In Haydn's oratorios, the notes present to the imagination not only motions, as, of the snake, the stag, and the elephant, but colors also; as the green grass.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#20. I can almost imagine a happiness without her, the ability to let her go, to feel our roots are connected even if I never see that leaf of grass again.

John Green

#21. Such a morning it is when love leans through geranium windows and calls with a cockerel's tongue. When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey.

Laurie Lee

#22. O sweet clean earth, from whom the green blade cometh! When we are dead, my best beloved and I, close well above us, that we may rest forever, sending up grass and blossoms to the sky.

Conrad Aiken

#23. Able closed his eyes. He was running. The grass was green with spring and fragrant, knee-high and cushioning his steps. And there was sun and a warm wind blew. Men called to him from the trees just atop the rise. He ran. He ran to them.

Lance Weller

#24. Green grass breaks through snow,
Artemis pleads for my help,
I am so cool.

Rick Riordan

#25. The miracle of light pours over the green and brown expanse of saw grass and of water, shining and slowly moving, the grass and water that is the meaning and the central fact of the Everglades. It is a river of grass.

Marjory Stoneman Douglas

#26. May you live to see the green grass growing over your grave.

Frank Richard Stockton

#27. Green is my favorite. And it's my favorite because it's the color of my wife's eyes, grass, trees, life, and money, and mother earth!

Casper Van Dien

#28. If you meet a cross-eyed person
you must plunge into the grass,
alongside the chilly ants,
fish through the green fingernails
and come up with the four-leaf clover ...

Anne Sexton

#29. Beautiful as a dandelion-blossom, golden in the green grass,
This life can be.
Common as a dandelion-blossom, beautiful in the clean grass, not beautiful
Because common, beautiful because beautiful,
Noble because common, because free.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

#30. I loved England's gentility and its civility. I'm from the Bronx, with a Bronx accent. I love the beauty of its language, the ways it's spoken. I love the green grass of England and the flowers.

Sid Bernstein

#31. Can you get a summer snow-globe instead of a winter one with green grass and flowering azalea bushes and blue sky? Because I'm here, inside it. If you shake it, perhaps it fills with black smoke, not swirling snowflakes.

Rosamund Lupton

#32. But the grass ain't always greener on the other side,
It's green where you water it

Justin Bieber

#33. The world goes on, little Seri," he said. "A soldier never dies. His blood makes the grass green for his children.

Carol Berg

#34. But for your eyes. Green as spring grass, and sparkling like dew in the morning sun.

S.M. Carriere

#35. But I remember another image from Earth: the rich dark green grass that grew in graveyards.

Joe Haldeman

#36. Don't tell me about the world. Not today. It's springtime and they're knocking baseball around fields where the grass is damp and green in the morning and the kids are trying to hit the curve ball.

Pete Hamill

#37. The fire in leaf and grass so green it seems each summer the last summer.

Denise Levertov

#38. The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw. Only the oleanders thrived, their delicate poisonous blooms, their dagger green leaves. We could not sleep in the hot dry nights, my mother and I.

Janet Fitch

#39. Thanks to the long days of rain, the blades of grass glowed with a deep-green luster, and they gave off the smell of wildness unique to things that sink their roots into the earth.

Haruki Murakami

#40. Never define your success by somebody else's success. I never looked at another man's grass to tell how green mine should be.

Xzibit

#41. My intuition told me that it was the grass that was important.Now it glows parrot-green, cool as mint, soft as moss, lying there like a cashmere blanket.

W.P. Kinsella

#42. Meanwhile, spring came, and with it the outpourings of Nature. The hills were soon splashed with wild flowers; the grass became an altogether new and richer shade of green; and the air became scented with fresh and surprising smells
of jasmine, honeysuckle, and lavender.

Dalai Lama XIV

#43. He looked at the blue sky above and the green grass below and he knew he would always love this world!

Avijeet Das

#44. The mown grass is growing again nearly to our knees; we will take a second crop of hay from this field, rich and green and starred with moon daisies, buttercups and the bright, blowsy heads of poppies.

Philippa Gregory

#45. He felt like a green-as-grass PFC from Dubuque, Iowa, trading banter with the hardened South Vietnamese regular attached to his unit. "So,

Lev Grossman

#46. There was a rustle of chirruping sparrows in the green lacquer leaves of the ivy, and the blue cloud-shadows chased themselves across the grass like swallows.

Oscar Wilde

#47. But Christopher obeyed a higher calling: the intoxicating call of green grass and sunshine, the sweet scent of the earth on one of the last days of summer.

Sy Montgomery

#48. The purple haze of the wych elms; the blue flash of a kingfisher's wings; the statuesque rightness of the milch cows in that green place chomping on the rich flood-grass.

Ronald Frame

#49. When I put a green, it is not grass. When I put a blue, it is not the sky.

Henri Matisse

#50. When the grass was closely mown,
Walking on the lawn alone,
In the turf a hole I found,
And hid a soldier underground.
Spring and daisies came apace;
Grasses hide my hiding place;
Grasses run like a green sea
O'er the lawn up to my knee.

Robert Louis Stevenson

#51. I have learned to have very modest goals for society and myself; things like clean air, green grass, children with bright eyes, not being pushed around, useful work that suits one's abilities, plain tasty food, and occasional satisfying nookie.

Paul Goodman

#52. It doesn't matter how green a blade of grass is expected to be, when it's already smashed beneath the feet.

Munia Khan

#53. How many colors are there in a field of grass to the crawling baby unaware of "green"?

Stan Brakhage

#54. They march from safety, and the bird-sung joy
Of grass-green thickets, to the land where all
Is ruin, and nothing blossoms but the sky

Siegfried Sassoon

#55. Though the leaves fall from the trees like brown tears, for him everything must be as green as fresh grass, as white as May blossom, as if to convince us all that the seasons are upside down and we are all Tudors now. A

Philippa Gregory

#56. and for the first time in months or years the gunslinger could see real, living green. Grass,

Stephen King

#57. If only we could realize that our purpose is to be caretakers. We are responsible for leading our flock to the place where the grass is green, but it is up to them to eat! We cannot be responsible for how much they digest. We cannot make people mature.

T.D. Jakes

#58. So green this summer and so fresh. There are white and gold daisies among the grass in front of an old wire fence, a meadow with some cows and far in the distance a low rising of the land with something golden on it. Hard to know what it is. No need to know.

Robert M. Pirsig

#59. Wait a minute," he says, holding up one of his large handa. "A green bomb?"
"I'm not making this up."
"Why green, though?"
"Because green is the color of money, grass, oak leaves, and alien bombs. How the hell would I know why it was green?

Rick Yancey

#60. They stood high on top of the hill overlooking the glen, the water rushing by, the sheep grazing on the green grass across the burn, and white clouds passing overhead against the blue sky.
He still had hold of her arm, but then he released her, cupped her face with both hands, and kissed her.

Terry Spear

#61. I didn't hear the footsteps. Or see the shadow. Instead from where I was crouched on the ground, the green of the grass filling my vision, the first thing I made out were hands, a flat silver ring on the middle finger of each. One was clutching my notes. The other was reaching out for me.

Sarah Dessen

#62. He says the earth is an oval marble that nobody can win. He says the sky is not blue and the grass is not green.
He says everything is a matter of perception.

Sherman Alexie

#63. The grass is yellow on both sides, envy turning on of them green.

Meghan Blistinsky

#64. A Song of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms - a song of the soil of fields. A song with the smell of sun-dried hay, where the nimble pitchers handle the pitch-fork; A song tasting of new wheat, and of fresh-husk'd maize.

Walt Whitman

#65. The naked earth is warm with Spring,
And with green grass and bursting trees
Leans to the sun's kiss glorying,
And quivers in the sunny breeze.

Julian Grenfell

#66. I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch.

Ella Maillart

#67. Where are you going?" she asked him. "Somewhere beautiful," he said. "Where all wars cease, where God sees goodness, not religion. Where the grass is as ever green as that I knew in Eire.

Heather Graham

#68. What is green? The grass is green,
With small flowers between.
What is violet? Clouds are violet
In the summer twilight.
What is orange? Why, an orange,
Just an orange!

Christina Rossetti

#69. Green little vaulter, in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole noise that's heard amidst the lazy noon, When ev'n the bees lag at the summoning brass.

Leigh Hunt

#70. A stream cut across the grass, and tree branches flowed low to the ground, like a curtain of green fluid. The sound of the water stressed the silence. The distant cut of open sky made the place seem more hidden. Far above, on the crest of a hill, one tree caught the first rays of sunlight.

Ayn Rand

#71. Sombre as fir trees, liquid cats
Moved in the grass without a sound.
They did not know the grass went round.
The cats had cats and the grass turned gray
And the world had worlds, ai, this-a-way:
The grass turned green and the grass turned gray.

Wallace Stevens

#72. Man feels and ponders death as though it were the end, when in fact death is merely the continuation of life. It is another life. You may not believe in the existence of the soul, yet you must acknowledge that your body will live on as green grass, as a cloud. For you are, after all, water and dust.

Janusz Korczak

#73. In the 1940s and 1950s, the grass surface on most miniature golf courses was actually goat hair that had been dyed green.

Will Pearson

#74. Each day the sun shone, the birds lingered, though the trees were turning, purely out of habit, and their rose and yellow and rust looked strange and beautiful above the brilliant green grass.

Elizabeth Enright

#75. The grass on the other side will always be greener.
But, you will want to go on that side to check how green your side was.

Bhavik Sarkhedi

#76. Because of the grass and open face, I take one more club for shots from the rough, unless the ball is sitting on top of dry grass. Then, I use more loft and swing softer, trying to hit it about 70 percent to avoid a flyer over the green.

Ernie Els

#77. The first angel sounded his trumpet, and there came hail and fire mixed with blood, and it was hurled down upon the earth. A third of the earth was burned up, a third of the trees were burned up, and all the green grass was burned up.

John The Apostle

#78. Grass is never green by accident.

Matshona Dhliwayo

#79. The miracle of the light pours over the green and brown expanse of saw grass and of water, shining and slow-moving below, the grass and water that is the meaning and the central fact of the Everglades of Florida. It is a river of grass.

Marjory Stoneman Douglas

#80. What a great day for football, all we need is some green grass and a ball.

Bill Shankly

#81. You pile of stones, you waste, you desolation, I'll stuff you with misery till it comes out of your eyes. I'll change your heart into green grass, and all you love into a sheep. I'll turn you into a bad poet with dreams.

Peter S. Beagle

#82. I just need green. I need to wake up and see grass and squirrels. I don't want to see skyscrapers.

Andre Leon Talley

#83. Making love in the green grass behind the stadium with you my brown eyed girl.

Van Morrison

#84. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!

William Shakespeare

#85. Green grass, green grandstands, green concession stalls, green paper cups, green folding chairs and visors for sale, green and white ropes, green-topped Georgia pines. If justice were poetic, Hubert Green would win it every year.

John Updike

#86. I spy something green," Sally announced.
"Trees," Crina hollered, while Mariana called out, "Grass,"
"Nope," Sally answered.
"What's the point of this game again?" Crina asked.
"Mindless entertainment," Jen announced. "It's what Americans are known for.

Quinn Loftis

#87. Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green.

Christina Rossetti

#88. No one thinks of winter when the grass is green.

Rudyard Kipling

#89. Spring is painted in daffodil yellows, robin egg blues, new grass green and the brightness of hope for a better life.

Toni Sorenson

#90. The grass and the vines and the willow tree were all so lush and vividly green that he was slightly awed by them. Their location within an alcove of a cliff made all of it more remarkable. It was such an unexpected place for something so beautiful, like an oasis in the middle of a barren desert.

Katie Lynn Johnson

#91. Dandelion Wine is nothing if it is not the boy-hid-in-the-man playing in the fields of the Lord on the green grass of other Augusts in the midst of starting to grow up, grow old, and sense darkness waiting under the trees to seed the blood. I

Ray Bradbury

#92. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and people are stupid."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning that you can't change any of them.

Rachael F. Heller

#93. Always he's looking for something, he's chasing it. Always the neighbour's grass is greener, somewhere else, over the next hill." Her smile was slight. "My grass is green enough.

Susanna Kearsley

#94. It takes a person of great care and insight to watch for any abnormality in the green grass even while it grows abundantly and healthily.

Kenzaburo Oe

#95. A blade of grass is a commonplace on Earth; it would be a miracle on Mars. Our descendants on Mars will know the value of a patch of green. And if a blade of grass is priceless, what is the value of a human being?

Carl Sagan

#96. I've been on some fairways that are as good as the greens we putted on back then. We had crab grass. I remember one green where I putted through ants.

Sam Snead

#97. And joy is everywhere; it is in the earth's green covering of grass; in the blue serenity of the sky.

Rabindranath Tagore

#98. Research is a scientific activity dedicated to discovering what makes grass green.

Russell Baker

#99. Seattle, the mild green queen: wet and willing, cedar-scented, and crowned with slough grass, her toadstool scepter tilted toward Asia, her face turned ever upward in the rain; the sovereign who washes her hands more persistently than the most fastidious proctologist.

Tom Robbins

#100. However this miraculous place worked, it seemed real enough. The sun was hot, the soda was cold, the sky was blue, the grass was green. What more did he need to know?

Clive Barker