Top 100 Quotes About Green Grass
#2. I would challenge anybody in their darkest moment to write what they're grateful for, even stupid little things like the green grass that made them feel good, the friendly conversation they had with somebody on an alevator. You start to realize how rich you are.
Jim Carrey
#3. Green grass grows where dry desert ends.
Og Mandino
#4. Want to forget that you're growing older? Walk across green grass with bare feet.
Toni Sorenson
#5. Spring with its wavin' green grass and heaps of sweet-smellin' flowers on every hill and in every dale.
Roy Bean
#7. 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
#8. 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
#9. Green grass breaks through snow,
Artemis pleads for my help,
I am so cool.
Rick Riordan
#11. 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
#12. 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
#13. 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
#14. But I remember another image from Earth: the rich dark green grass that grew in graveyards.
Joe Haldeman
#15. When I drive through a field, I want to see green grass sometimes, and I don't want to see black and white.
Sam Mendes
#16. The dog leash was still tied tight around the oak tree in the back, stretched worn and limp across the green grass as if trying to escape to freedom; and he buried his wife without a tombstone. Where before, she sat most times in his home, licking her wounds.
Anthony Liccione
#17. '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
#18. American women rock on both fields: bed and on the green grass.
Santosh Kalwar
#19. He looked at the blue sky above and the green grass below and he knew he would always love this world!
Avijeet Das
#20. Be the green grass above me, with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt, forget.
Christina Rossetti
#21. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Tom Jones
#22. 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
#23. 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
#24. Mandy loved the smell of a sunny day after a night of rain. The sun hit the orange puddles, the overgrown, soft, green grass on her lawn, and it beamed down through the orange steel mill smog, sending otherworldly, bizarre shadows across the concrete sidewalk.
Rebecca McNutt
#25. and for the first time in months or years the gunslinger could see real, living green. Grass,
Stephen King
#26. The scenery of mountains painted on the ever-changing azure canvas of the sky, the mysterious mechanism of the human body, the rose, the green grass carpet, the magnanimity of souls, the loftiness of minds, the depth of love - all these things remind us of a God who is beautiful and noble.
Paramahansa Yogananda
#27. 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
#28. 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
#29. 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
#30. Nothing is more pleasant to the eye than green grass kept finely shorn.
Francis Bacon
#31. 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
#32. 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
#33. Between the trees, on gentle and too cleverly irregular slopes of sweet green grass, the bright umbrellas shaded the hotel's guests from the unfaltering radiance of the Lado-Acheson sun.
William Gibson
#34. 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
#35. What a great day for football, all we need is some green grass and a ball.
Bill Shankly
#36. Like water spilt upon the ground
alas, Our little lives flow swiftly on and pass; Yet may they bring rich harvests and green grass!
Henry Van Dyke
#37. 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
#38. Making love in the green grass behind the stadium with you my brown eyed girl.
Van Morrison
#39. 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
#40. 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
#41. You could cover the whole earth with asphalt, but sooner or later green grass would break through.
Ilya Ehrenburg
#42. 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
#43. She blinked once, then twice, and yet again, sure what she viewed was just another part of this fantasy world that she had stepped into when her feet touched the green grass of Ireland.
Fern Michaels
#44. How many colours are there in a field of grass to the crawling baby unaware of 'green'? How many rainbows can light create for the untutored eye?
Stan Brakhage
#45. The monster towered ten or twelve feet tall. Its bright green leathery skin was covered in dirt,
moss, leaves, and patches of grass, the stench repulsive. His teeth gleamed brown. Evidently he
wasn't aware of the multitude of whitening products on the market.
A&E Kirk
#46. For a very long time I believed that when we left our home, we left my mother as well. Where our village had stood the burned fields would again become green and her flesh would be in every blade of grass.
Alice Hoffman
#47. The truth was in her voice as sure as rain and sunshine are in a green blade of grass.
Dean Koontz
#48. 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
#49. The warm green of the grass, sprinkled with flowers of many hues, is a carpet whereon we walk with noiseless tread.
William Wendt
#50. 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
#51. 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
#52. 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
#53. 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
#54. 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
#55. 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
#56. 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
#57. 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
#58. 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
#59. Yet what each one does is by no means of little moment. The grass has to put forth all its energy to draw sustenance from the uttermost tips of its rootlets simply to grow where it is as grass; it does not vainly strive to become a banyan tree; and so the earth gains a lovely carpet of green.
Rabindranath Tagore
#60. 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
#61. Tier on tier of beautiful mountains and streams Blue green vistas locked in white clouds The mist makes my bandana wet Dew coats my grass cape My feet climb in straw sandals My hand holds an old wooden stick When I gaze down again on the dusty world It has become a land of phantoms and dreams to me
Hanshan
#62. 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
#63. 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
#64. Come, I come! ye have called me long,
I come o'er the mountain with light and song:
Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth,
By the winds which tell of the violet's birth,
By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass,
By the green leaves, opening as I pass.
Felicia Hemans
#65. 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
#66. 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
#67. 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
#68. 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
#69. The gray-green stretch of sandy grass,Indefinitely desolate;A sea of lead, a sky of slate;Already autumn in the air, alas!One stark monotony of stone,The long hotel, acutely white,Against the after-sunset lightWithers gray-green, and takes the grass's tone.
Arthur Symons
#70. 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
#71. But the grass ain't always greener on the other side,
It's green where you water it
Justin Bieber
#72. The world goes on, little Seri," he said. "A soldier never dies. His blood makes the grass green for his children.
Carol Berg
#73. But for your eyes. Green as spring grass, and sparkling like dew in the morning sun.
S.M. Carriere
#74. 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
#75. The fire in leaf and grass so green it seems each summer the last summer.
Denise Levertov
#76. 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
#77. 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
#78. GON. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!
ANT. The ground indeed is tawny.
SEB. With an eye of green in 't.
ANT. He misses not much.
SEB. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally.
William Shakespeare
#79. 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
#80. 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
#81. 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
#82. He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
William Shakespeare
#83. 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
#84. 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
#85. 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
#86. Brandon reached down and yanked up a handful of grass and roots, the sides of the blades cutting into his hand like a razor. What happened to the grass, Dana? Why isn't it green anymore?
James L. Rubart
#87. 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
#88. It didn't help, reminding herself that if she were back in Blackpool she'd spend the afternoon aching to be in London. It just made her feel that she'd never be happy anywhere.
Nick Hornby
#89. Tis easy now for the heart to be true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue
'Tis the natural way of living.
James Russell Lowell
#90. When I put a green, it is not grass. When I put a blue, it is not the sky.
Henri Matisse
#91. 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
#92. It doesn't matter how green a blade of grass is expected to be, when it's already smashed beneath the feet.
Munia Khan
#93. That green stuff outside is grass, and the yellow stuff coming down on it is sunshine.
Ira Levin
#94. How many colors are there in a field of grass to the crawling baby unaware of "green"?
Stan Brakhage
#95. 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
#96. 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
#98. I had a dream about you. You was a crocodile and i was always looking for you with fear. Your teeth were alabaster and your skin green as grass. Unfortunate you had already a girlfriend. And i hoped she finish like a handbag. I love you from my all reptile heart, which is poikilothermic.
Kattie Belgar
#99. 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
#100. 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
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