Top 100 My Tree Quotes
#1. I can hear the bunny all the time now. Even when I'm outside, under my tree.
I'm mad at the bunny for being sick and bothering me.
For being...alive.
Sam Kieth
#2. Since then, I have realized that my tree had been a child once too. The embryo that became my tree sat on the ground for years, caught between the danger of waiting too long and the danger of leaving the seed too early.
Hope Jahren
#3. But strangers and the poor may pluck for themselves the fruit from my tree: that causes less shame. But beggars should be entirely done away with! Truly, it annoys one to give to them and it annoys one not to give to them.
Friedrich Nietzsche
#4. Is someone in my tree?" I fought panic, and through Herculean effort managed to keep my pants dry. "No," I answered. She wasn't fooled.
Jeff Strand
#5. I don't want to be the river anymore. I want to be the earth that the tree roots in. And I believe that I can, if you'll be my tree. Will you?
Sabrina Jeffries
#6. In the future, when Joss Whedon and I are best friends and hanging out together in my tree fort, I hope Neil Gaiman comes over too.
Patrick Rothfuss
#7. You were my tempest, my thunder cloud, my tree in the downpour. I loved all of those things, and I loved you.
Penelope Douglas
#8. Way up in my tree I'm sitting by my fire
Wond'rin' where in this world might you be
And knowin' all the time you're still roamin' the countryside
Do you still think about me?
Jimi Hendrix
#9. Thank you for my accessories. This is over the top. And not practical." She hugged him around the waist and set her head on his chest.
"Fuck practical." He tilted her face to his. "I want to decorate you with diamonds. It's sort of like peeing on my tree, 'cept more expensive.
Debra Anastasia
#10. Their bony branches grew barer with each tearing wind. Their tall, leaning forms looked like a gateway to a long-abandoned world.
They lived. Their roots were much deeper than mine would ever be. One day my tree would fall and die, gnawed by serpents.
Heather Crews
#11. I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems.
David Almond
#12. I was self-conscious of what I would call my "tree-trunk legs" because they are very muscular ... but now I've learned to love them.
Vanessa Hudgens
#13. The fruit of my tree of knowledge is plucked, and it is this: "Adventures are to the adventurous."
Benjamin Disraeli
#14. To me, nature is sacred; trees are my temples and forests are my cathedrals.
Mikhail Gorbachev
#15. There is simply something wrong with my conscience. I do try to wrestle with the devil as I ought, but, like Eve, even when tempted by the Forbidden Fruit of the Tree of Knowledge, I succumb. Good as they are, how could my parents have bred a daughter like me?
Miriam Brenaman
#16. Char me the trunk of a redwood tree. Give me pages of white chalk cliffs to write upon. Magnify me thousands of times, and replace my trifling immodesties with a titanic megalomania - then might I write largely enough for our subjects.
Charles Fort
#17. Do you love me to the top of my head?" I'd ask. "Higher," Mom would say. "Do you love me to the top of that tree?" "Even higher." "Do you love me to the roof? " "Higher than that." "How high do you love me?" I'd finally ask, and Mom would say, "I love you to the sky.
Courtney Sheinmel
#18. So with my luck, I'll never make it in time to save the boy in the forest because my hair will have snagged on a tree branch a mile back.
Cynthia Hand
#19. Now whither does THIS trail lead?" Kaa's voice was gentler. "Not a moon since there was a Manling with a knife threw stones at my head and called me bad little tree-cat names, because I lay asleep in the open.
Rudyard Kipling
#20. Look at it this way - a totem pole is just a decorated tree. My work is a confessional.
Louise Bourgeois
#21. When he was nearly thirty-six, my brother Jem got his heart badly broken when his fourth marriage fell apart, mostly because his wife never could get used to Boo, who lived with them and creeped her out by making little wooden dolls of her and putting them in the hollow tree out front.
Silas House
#22. I don't have to look up my family tree, because I know that I'm the sap.
Fred Allen
#23. Sometimes he lays his head on my lap and lets me comb his lovely hair for him; his combings are leaves of every tree in the wood and dryly susurrate around my feet.
Angela Carter
#24. I'd love to step off this well-trodden straight and boring path. To somehow live differently, think different thoughts, feel different feelings than others. It wouldn't bother me to be as alone as a tree on the plains. My leaves would be like no other tree's.
Gyula Krudy
#25. I'm weary of my lonely but
And of its blasted tree,
The very lake is like my lot,
So silent constantly
I've liv'd amid the forest gloom
Until I almost fear
When will the thrilling voices come
My spirit thirsts to hear?
Nathaniel Parker Willis
#26. I am happiest sitting against a tree, with my notebook or sketchpad on my knee, capturing the moment.
Fennel Hudson
#27. While all the universe and my family are still sleeping, I will walk among the red and blue twinkle-lights of the living room, to sit and gaze upon the pretty white angel atop the tree and say silent prayers, remembering what was good in the world and why I was brought here to remember.
Carew Papritz
#28. Abundance is mine. I cannot be deprived of my supply. The trees do not lack for leaves, nor do the flowers fail to bloom.
Ernest Holmes
#29. Every year before a big competition, I get hurt doing stuff I should not be doing. One year it was my little brother's 12th birthday. We all played hide-and-seek late at night. I climbed up a 30-foot tree, thinking he'd never catch me. I tripped and fell on one of the branches and I hit my head.
Ryan Lochte
#30. When I make a film I'm always in reality among the trees, and among the people like yourselves. There's no symbolic or conventional filter between me and reality as there is in literature. The cinema is an explosion of my love for reality.
Pier Paolo Pasolini
#31. I used to come here to think," he told me, landing beside the tree. It was so short that my head was only a few inches above his.
"Sangris," I said in shock, "you think? When did this start?
Rinsai Rossetti
#32. I am as wrapped up in her as a vine that clings to a tree seeking for sustenance. She's tied me to her for eternity. She's my home. She's my reason for being. To win and hold her heart is my only purpose.
Colleen Houck
#33. I am the daughter of a tall, strong tree. My timber forms a ship, but it is anchorless, flagless. I set sail for the shade and the light; I drink the wind and forget all ports. To hell with freedom, gifted or seized; if in doubt, always endure alone.
Nina George
#34. I've built a tree house; because of my architectural training, it's heavily over-designed, with an oriel window sticking out of it and flying foxes coming off it.
Greg Wise
#35. I saw what looked like another fallen tree in front of me and put my foot on it to cross over. At that moment it reared up in front of me-the biggest python I had ever seen!
Louis Leakey
#36. I want a chainsaw very badly, because I think cutting down a tree would be unbelievably satisfying. I have asked for a chainsaw for my birthday, but I think I'll probably be given jewelry instead.
Susan Orlean
#37. Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls - 18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
Anonymous
#38. When I was 5, I did a commercial for Whirlpool sitting on a tree stump eating a popsicle that dripped all over my clothes.
Drake Bell
#39. Schweitzer is where I found snowboarding; it will always have a special place in my heart and is a top-notch ski resort. It has some of the best bowl tree skiing in the world and breathtaking views of Sandpoint and Lake Pend Oreille.
Nate Holland
#40. Everything looked like death to me, a bush was hunched-over grizzly, a skinny tree stump was a wolf staring right at me. My heart was thumping and kicking in me like it was trying to get free a' my stupid.
Beth Lewis
#41. I hadn't taken to the colonel, yet he had piqued my interest. You can be fascinated even by a tree frog if you watch it long enough. I was savoring the first drops of the poison that would carry us all to perdition.
Umberto Eco
#42. I shampoo only once a week or so, with tree tea oil shampoo. And when I slap moisturizer on my face - just some stuff I bought in the grocery store - I pile it through my hair.
Billy Campbell
#43. All a green willow, willow, All a green willow is my garland.
John Heywood
#44. Balance for me now means seeing myself as a tree, being strong enough in my roots and trunk to not be a pushover, but being flexible enough in every circumstance not to break. I am continuing to expand, but not any faster than my roots can support me.
Brenda Strong
#45. My love of baking might have originated with my grandmother. She had a lemon tree growing in her backyard, and one of my favorite memories is of picking lemons together and then baking lemon bars.
Lisa Graff
#46. I braced my hands on my hips, examining the drop, the trees, the lake beyond. "What did I do wrong?"
Azriel, who had been sharpening Truth-Teller in his lap, flicked his hazel eyes up to me. "Aside from the tree?
Sarah J. Maas
#47. COKANE [looking compassionately at him] Ah, my dear fellow, the love of money is the root of all evil.
LICKCHEESE. Yes, sir; and we'd all like to have the tree growing in our garden.
George Bernard Shaw
#48. To be gripped by Foteini's calloused, rustic hand felt like being lovingly embraced by a 1,000 year old olive tree. For the first time since I arrived I felt the outer layer of my foreignness begin to peel away, just a tiny bit.
Marjory McGinn
#49. The bones of the oak tree that had stood by the spring branch during my youth were scattered about the ground, pieces of the skeleton of a majestic life that had passed while I was off growing up and old.
Dan Groat
#50. I discovered writing children's books was a way to keep living in my imagination like a child. So I wrote a number of books before I started 'Magic Tree House.' Then, once I got that, I never looked back because I could be somewhere different in every single book.
Mary Pope Osborne
#51. If I want to put a Christmas tree in my yard, or three crosses for the crucifixion story, that's fine. But if I try to use public property or a public school as a way to impress my religion on other people, I think that violates the constitution.
John Shelby Spong
#52. I shan't get free of my emotion by copying the tree faithfully, or by drawing its leaves one by one in the common language, but only after identifying myself with it.
Henri Matisse
#53. I want to skip this part. I want to pull on the arm of my slot machine and let the rolls flip over until they show a green tree in the summertime, and me away from that house, walking tall under a blue sky.
Catherynne M Valente
#54. Every time I meet a tree, if I am truly awake, I stand in awe before it. I listen to its voice, a silent sermon moving me to the depths, touching my heart, and stirring up within my soul a yearning to give my all.
Mary Webb
#55. I love the smell of a real Christmas tree - also, my mum's Christmas pudding with brandy sauce.
Mallory Jansen
#56. I had been obsessed with the Arthurian legends all my life, and I knew that that would work its way into any trilogy I wrote. I was fascinated by the Eddas, the Norse and Icelandic legends, Odin on the world tree.
Guy Gavriel Kay
#57. Give me again my hollow tree A crust of bread, and liberty!
Alexander Pope
#58. Grant me the ability to be alone, May it be my custom to go outdoors each day among the trees and grasses among all growing things and there may I be alone, and enter into prayer to talk with the one that I belong to.
Nachman Of Breslov
#60. My father moved through theys of we, singing each new leaf out of each tree, (and every child was sure that spring danced when she heard my father sing) ...
Mitch Albom
#61. This was a bad idea," I whispered.
"It was probably the smartest idea you've ever had."
I rubbed my palms on my hips.
"It's going to take a lot more
than Thanksgiving dinner and a Christmas tree to get laid."
"Damn. There goes my whole plan.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#62. Whatever I do is done out of sheer joy; I drop my fruits like a ripe tree. What the general reader or the critic makes of them is not my concern.
Henry Miller
#63. I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water.
Wendell Berry
#64. After my training wheels, my first real bike was a Schwinn, and my first time out, I rode down a hill, didn't know how to stop, and ran right into a tree. So, that was a nice experience ... like realizing, oh, there are brakes!
Robin Williams
#65. Oh, parts of my body got all kinds of tingly seeing that go down.
Kat whipped toward me, her eyes glowing from within. In that moment, she looked like a goddess - a goddess of vengeance.
If we weren't in the middle of a fight, I'd have you up against a tree right now.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#66. Music saved me; I mean, my upbringing was like a hurricane, and music was the tree I held onto.
Eddie Vedder
#67. In the bush he taught the knots I use to tie my blanket to my saddle Ds also the way I stand to use a carpenter's plane and the trick of catching fish with a bush fly and a strip of greenhide these things are like the dark marks made in the rings of great trees locked forever in my daily self.
Peter Carey
#68. They shake hands - the solid, down-to-earth man and the restless, unpredictable lightning in the sky. I feel like a tree exposed to the elements, my roots clinging to the soil, my branches flirting with heaven.
Leylah Attar
#69. The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower.
Sylvia Plath
#70. I could not chop down a tree if my life depended on it.
Peter Falk
#71. Now I lay down on this tree and felt a lonely sadness coming over me in waves. Slow tears ran from my eyes and trickled into my ears. I thought, 'I even cry in a humble, common way, with tears flowing into my ears.' But the humble, common tears had relieved me[ ... ]
Barbara Comyns
#72. I'll fall.'
'You wont fall.'
'I'll fall. I'll fall and I'll die.'
As I said it, I could see it happening. The foot stepping on air, pulling the rest of my body with it, tree limbs breaking as I plummeted down.
'No,' he said, his voice assured, 'You'd never do that to me.
Kamila Shamsie
#73. I carry inside myself my earlier faces, as a tree contains its rings.
Tomas Transtromer
#74. (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) Edward Estlin Cummings
E. E. Cummings
#75. He is entering through the darkest passage of my heart, without even knocking at the door. A tree of forbidden fruit, walking down close to tempt me.
Samreen Ahsan
#76. I'm Jewish and my wife isn't so right now we're literally decorating a Christmas tree with Jewish stars draped around it.
Max Greenfield
#77. There's a group of 12 oak trees on my property in California that I call 'my disciples.' Their branches form a canopy over the ground, and I sit underneath them for inspiration.
Oprah Winfrey
#78. I think of thee!-my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree ...
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#79. When I was a child, my December weekends were spent making cards, decorating the tree, hanging the wreath and preparing brandy butter and peppermint creams.
Pippa Middleton
#80. The reason I can give wonder is that I feel wonder about the world: the stars, a tree, my body - everything.
Doug Henning
#81. When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it - a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand - as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there's a clash between the two, it's bad art.
Marc Chagall
#82. Not for the first time, I wondered if my entire family tree was bat-shit crazy.
Pepper Winters
#83. When I fall from the tree, every future climbing move explodes apart in my mind, a deck of cards thrown in the air.
Ned Hayes
#84. Who's this - alone with stone and sky? It's only my old dog and I - It's only him; it's only me; Alone with stone and grass and tree. What share we most - we two together? Smells, and awareness of the weather. What is it makes us more than dust? My trust in him; in me his trust.
Siegfried Sassoon
#85. On my cornice linger the ripe black grapes ungathered;
Children fill the groves with the echoes of their glee,
Gathering tawny chestnuts, and shouting when beside them
Drops the heavy fruit of the tall black-walnut tree.
William C. Bryant
#86. My tribute to mystical, magical trees that the Cherokee called "standing people ... "
Wallace Stevens
#87. The Bishop has a skin, God knows,
Wrinkled like the foot of a goose,
(All find safety in the tomb.)
Nor can he hide in holy black
The heron's hunch upon his back,
But a birch-tree stood my Jack ...
William Butler Yeats
#88. I rarely step on sidewalk cracks. I don't wear a watch. I touch my favorite tree before going on long trips.
Louise Erdrich
#89. I planted a seed of hatred in my heart. I swore it would grow to be a massive tree whose roots would strangle them all.
Ruta Sepetys
#90. The first rose on my rose-tree
Budded, bloomed, and shattered,
During sad days when to me
Nothing mattered.
Grief of grief has drained me clean;
Still it seems a pity
No one saw, - it must have been
Very pretty.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
#91. If Luna Marie is at the park, my child is not happy unless she's on the highest bar of the jungle gym or the tallest branch of a tree or jumping over the biggest, deepest hole.
Constance Marie
#92. I like to take the time out to listen to the trees, much in the same way that I listen to a sea shell, holding my ear against the rough bark of the trunk, hearing the inner singing of the sap. It's a lovely sound, the beating of the heart of the tree.
Madeleine L'Engle
#93. If my decomposing carcass helps nourish the roots of a juniper tree or the wings of a vulture - that is immortality enough for me. And as much as anyone deserves.
Edward Abbey
#95. My mom says the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, but I'm hopeful that their tree was on a hill and I'm rolling farther away as write
Kristin Billerbeck
#96. Anyway, I think I met him sometime before, in a different life or where I record. I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve, but my vision ends with the apple on the tree
Nicki Minaj
#97. i used to think
i was broken
because
i never once
spent my
daydreams
plucking
swollen pomegranates
from
someone else's tree.
- then i learned that society is broken, not me.
Amanda Lovelace
#98. When we'd gone to Disneyland, the tree house had been my favorite thing in the whole park. If only I'd had no parents watching my every move, if only I'd been a happy, carefree orphan, I'd have hidden under the player piano until everything closed, and then taken up residence there.
Karen Joy Fowler
#99. I knew that going on 'One Tree Hill' was going to be an incredible vehicle for the record. What is amazing about it is that my role on the show is, you know, basically playing a musician, and all the songs she plays are off my record.
Kate Voegele
#100. I had my first kiss under a tree near the school. It was with a boy named Michael who rarely spoke, but he would sometimes give me one of the cookies from his lunch. Maybe it was the gifts that made me feel special? I don't know, but when our lips touched, it felt magical.
Paula Abdul
