Top 100 Quotes About Meadows
#1. I am purely evil;
Hear the thrum
of my evil engine;
Evilly I come.
The stars are thick as flowers
In the meadows of July;
A fine night for murder
Winging through the sky.
Ethel Mannin
#2. He thinks men like me weak. He thinks me dumb, feeble, subhuman. I was not raised in palaces. I did not ride horses through meadows and eat meals of hummingbird tongues. I was forged in the bowels of this hard world. Sharpened by hate. Strengthened by love. He is wrong. None of them will survive.
Pierce Brown
#3. The first time I played golf was in Flushing Meadows, Queens, when I was about 16 or 17. They had an 18-hole pitch-and-putt. My buddies and I would hop the fence and sneak on and play.
Ray Romano
#4. When I was growing up in north-west London, our milkman's cart was pulled by a horse, and cattle still grazed on the meadows near Church Farm.
Clive Sinclair
#5. Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks and rivers wide Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighboring eyes.
John Milton
#6. I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
Ivan Turgenev
#7. The world has enough beautiful mountains and meadows, spectacular skies and serene lakes. It has enough lush forests, flowered fields and sandy beaches. It has plenty of stars and the promise of a new sunrise and sunset every day. What the world needs more of is people to appreciate and enjoy it.
Michael Josephson
#8. Joys come from simple and natural things: mists over meadows, sunlight on leaves, the path of the moon over water.
Sigurd F. Olson
#9. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures, Russet lawns and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray, Mountains on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide.
John Milton
#10. Nature is our friend - trees, squirrels, grass, fields, meadows, oceans - without people. Hike. Walk. Stroll. Bike. Swim. Be in a still place and feel eternity. Have a great time. Just feel it.
Frederick Lenz
#11. The Universal Soul, as it is called, has an interest in the stacking of hay, the foddering of cattle, and the draining of peat-meadows.
Henry David Thoreau
#12. My progress was rendered delightful by the sylvan elegance of the groves, chearful meadows, and high distant forests, which in grand order presented themselves to view.
William Bartram
#13. Can the life of the time be caught in an advertisement? Is that how it is, really, in the meadows of the world?
Donald Barthelme
#14. Buckwheat may be planted later than any similar crop, and often does well on old meadows or waste land that can be broken after the more exacting crops are planted.
David F. Houston
#15. Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood Let the smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood Let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves Let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground.
Bob Dylan
#16. He turned now with a lover's thirst to images of tranquil skies, fresh meadows, cool brooks - an existence of soft and eternal peace.
Stephen Crane
#17. While it is relatively easy to recognize the perennial grasses and seed-eating sparrows as characteristic of meadows, the ecosystems exist in their fullest sense underground. What we see aboveground is only the outer margin of an ecosystem that explodes in intricacy and life below.
Amy Seidl
#18. The best rooms were all on the left-hand side (going in), for these were the only ones to have windows, deep-set round windows looking over his garden and meadows beyond, sloping down to the river.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#19. [Be grateful for the simple things in life. Don't take them for granted. After all ... ] What would a blind man give to see the pleasant rivers and meadows and flowers and fountains; and this and many other like blessings we enjoy daily.
Izaak Walton
#20. God has blessed the vale of Kashmir with grace and grandeur. It is a land of lush green meadows, crystal clear springs and lakes, the majestic rivers and streams, the snow white and roaring cataracts, sweet waters, high snow-covered peaks make it a perfect archetype of the promised land of God.
Tarif Naaz
#21. The lack of money is the root of all evil, Mr. Meadows.
Ilona Andrews
#22. Lovely the woods, waters, meadows, combes, vales,
All the air things wear that build this world of Wales.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
#23. Dreaming by the river, I dedicated my imagination to water, to clear, green water, the water that makes the meadows green.
Gaston Bachelard
#25. That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,
Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
William C. Bryant
#26. Harshness vanished. A sudden softness has replaced the meadows' wintry grey. Little rivulets of water changed their singing accents. Tendernesses, hesitantly, reach toward the earth from space, and country lanes are showing these unexpected subtle risings that find expression in the empty trees.
Rainer Maria Rilke
#27. In the river meadows, alders, brambles and wild vines formed a magical jungle, dappled with shimmering, greenish light and spangled with twirling forest particles. Marshy pools lay sparkling among the elderberries and leaning beeches.
Nina George
#28. If we had better hearing, and could discern the descants of sea birds, the rhythmic tympani of schools of mollusks, or even the distant harmonics of midges hanging over meadows in the sun, the combined sound might lift us off our feet.
Lewis Thomas
#29. Lord, it is time. The summer was very big. Lay thy shadow on the sundials, and on the meadows let the winds go loose. Command the last fruits that they shall be full; give them another two more southerly days, press them on to fulfillment and drive the last sweetiness into the heavenly wine.
Rainer Maria Rilke
#30. We humans will never know how meadows or mountains smell, but deer and horses and pigs do. Bando sniffs deeply and shakes his head. We were left out when it comes to smelling things, he says. I would love to be able to smell a mountain and follow my nose to it.
Jean Craighead George
#31. The tender Evenlode that makes Her meadows hush to hear the sound Of waters mingling in the brakes, And binds my heart to English ground. A lovely river, all alone, She lingers in the hills and holds A hundred little towns of stone, Forgotten in the western wolds.
Hilaire Belloc
#32. It suddenly occurred to me that, after all that frolicking in the meadows, he hadn't kissed me. Was it because of the mold that grew in my sinuses?
The Harvard Lampoon
#33. Today, I am a clear stream flowing softly through green meadows. I make my way swiftly but gently to my goals.
Julia Cameron
#34. Wanton stars galloped neighing like unicorns in blue meadows.
William Faulkner
#35. Beautiful Savior, King of creation, Son of God, and Son of Man! Truly I love Thee, Truly I serve Thee Light of my soul, my joy, my crown. Fair are the meadows, fair are the woodlands, Robed in flow'rs of blooming spring
Lisa Tawn Bergren
#36. I passed under an arch out of that region of slabs and columns, and wandered through the open country; sometimes following the visible road, but sometimes leaving it curiously to tread across meadows where only occasional ruins bespoke the ancient presence of a forgotten road.
H.P. Lovecraft
#37. A flower that grow in the ghetto know more about survival than the one from fresh meadows.
Talib Kweli
#38. Understand I will quietly slip away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming over the oaks.
I'll pursue the solitary pathways of the twilight meadows with only this one dream. You come too.
Rainer Maria Rilke
#39. My first experience on a feature film was with Shane Meadows on 'This Is England.'
Jack O'Connell
#40. My favorite thing is to be naked, which is why I always live in remote areas. My ideal is to wake in the morning and run around the meadows naked. I think it's a good idea to live in harmony with nature.
Daryl Hannah
#41. Therefore am I still a lover of the meadows and the woods, and mountains; and of all that we behold from this green earth.
William Wordsworth
#42. If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, This is Spring.
Christopher Pearse Cranch
#43. If someone asked me to name the first two attributes of Ryke Meadows, aggressive wouldn't even be on the list. In the heart of his soul lies kindness, wrapped tightly in selflessness that shows in almost every action.
Krista Ritchie
#44. Thick is the darkness
Sunward, O, sunward!
Rough is the highway
Onward, still onward!
Dawn harbors surely
East of the shadows.
Facing us somewhere
Spread the sweet meadows.
Upward and forward!
Time will restore us:
Light is above us,
Rest is before us.
William Ernest Henley
#45. The Earth is beautiful, and bright, and kindly, but that is not all. The Earth is also terrible, and dark, and cruel. The rabbit shrieks dying in the green meadows. The mountains clench their great hands full of hidden fire. There are sharks in the sea, and there is cruelty in men's eyes.
Ursula K. Le Guin
#46. The summer lasted a long long time, like verse after verse of a ballad, but when it ended, it ended like a man falling dead in the street of heart trouble. One night, all in one night, severe winter came, a white horse of snow rolling over Bountiful, snorting and rolling in its meadows, its fields.
Ardyth Kennelly
#47. Those green irises were like gentle pools of brilliant meadows of sage and green-envy coneflowers swaying in a warm breeze.
HOLY fuck. What the hell sort of poetry was that dribbling out of my twisted brain?
Christine Zolendz
#48. And I will sing how sad Proserpina Unto a grave and gloomy Lord was wed, And lure the silver-breasted Helena Back from the lotus meadows of the dead, So shalt thou see that awful loveliness For which two mighty Hosts met fearfully in war's abyss! And
Oscar Wilde
#49. Times are changed with him who marries; there are no more by-path meadows where you may innocently linger, but the road lies long and straight and dusty to the grave
Robert Louis Stevenson
#50. Children worked in the mills: I will always believe that children are designed for green meadows and play, not for factories and cotton dust.
Nancy B. Brewer
#51. Go to the meadows, go to the garden, go to the woods. Open your eyes!
Albert Hofmann
#52. I have observed that almost all those whose labour lies in the field, and who go down to their business in the green meadows, admit the animal world to a share in the faculty of reason. It is the cabinet makers who construct a universe of automatons.
Richard Jefferies
#53. Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#54. Stars were golden unicorns neighing unheard through blue meadows.
William Faulkner
#55. Peoples will be as before, the sheep sent to the slaughterhouses or to the meadows as it pleases the shepherds.
Henri La Fontaine
#56. A tranquil summer sunset shone upon him as he approached the end of his walk, and passed through the meadows by the river side. He had that sense of peace, and of being lightened of a weight of care, which country quiet awakens in the breasts of dwellers in towns.
Charles Dickens
#57. Our village life would stagnate if it were not for the unexplored forests and meadows that surround it. We need the tonic of wildness ...
Henry David Thoreau
#58. Those first days before classes started I spent alone in my whitewashed room, in the bright meadows of Hampden. And I was happy in those first days as really I'd never been before, roaming like a sleepwalker, stunned and drunk with beauty.
Donna Tartt
#59. Correspondence, which bears much the same relation to personal intercourse that the books of dried plats I sometimes see do to the living and fresh flowers in the lanes and meadows.
Elizabeth Gaskell
#60. Tis true among fields and woods I sing, Aloof from cities
that my poor strains Were born, like the simple flowers you bring, In English meadows and English lanes.
Alfred Austin
#61. Cincinnatus was ploughing his four jugera of land upon the Vaticanian Hill, the same that are still known as the Quintian Meadows, when the messenger brought him the dictatorship, finding him, the tradition says, stripped to the work.
Pliny The Elder
#62. ... our favorite Sayings from Ryke Meadows.
My favorite: I fucking love you.
Willow's: I don't fucking understand Tumblr.
Lo's: Fuck you, you fucking fuck.
Lily's: Fucking fantastic.
Rose's: No means no. Better yet, fuck no.
Connor's: Connor Cobalt is a fucking narcissist.
Krista Ritchie
#63. Who made the law that men should die in meadows?
Who spake the word that blood should splash in lanes?
Who gave it forth that gardens should be boneyards?
Who spread the hills with flesh, and blood, and brains?
Who made the law?
Leslie Coulson
Michael Tappenden
#64. The stork walking about on his long red legs chattered in the Egyptian language, which he had learnt from his mother. The corn-fields and meadows were surrounded by large forests, in the midst of which were deep pools.
Hans Christian Andersen
#65. Even now I remember those pictures, like pictures in a storybook one loved as a child. Radiant meadows, mountains vaporous in the trembling distance; leaves ankle-deep on a gusty autumn road; bonfires and fog in the valleys; cellos, dark window-panes, snow.
Donna Tartt
#66. A power of Butterfly must be - The Aptitude to fly Meadows of Majesty concedes And easy Sweeps of Sky -
Emily Dickinson
#67. Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy
William Shakespeare
#68. It's all i have to bring today
this and my heart beside
this and my heart and all the fields
and all the meadows wide
be sure to count
should i forget
someone the sum could tell
this and my heart and all the bees
which in the clovers dwell
Emily Dickinson
#70. I'm totally getting more ass than Ryke Meadows."
She laughs as she squirms in his hold.
"She's not getting more ass than me," he says ...
"Oh yeah? I have a boyfriend. What do you have?"
"A six-pack and a big f**cking c*ck.
Krista Ritchie
#71. She's pretty in an unsophisticated way, like a Midwestern farm girl, and you can see the wide-open prairies behind her, the blue-skied meadows in her eyes.
Jonathan Tropper
#72. I should be glad if all the meadows on the earth were left in a wild state, if that were the consequence of men's beginning to redeem themselves.
Henry David Thoreau
#73. No matter how intently one studies the hundred little dramas of the woods and meadows, one can never learn all the salient facts about any one of them.
Aldo Leopold
#74. The Brangwens had lived for generations on the Marsh Farm, in the meadows where the Erewash twisted sluggishly through alder trees, separating Derbyshire from Nottinghamshire.
D.H. Lawrence
#75. I have comic-book loving, pop-culture-obsessed parents. The coolest. I'm sure the two Meadows girls and the seven Cobalt children would protest and say their parents are cool, but there's no comparison.
Hands down, mine are the goddamn best.
Krista Ritchie
#76. This is a truth that should be repeated like a mantra: to have any chance of a ful - filling life, we require not only clean air and a steady climate, but also an abundance of meadows and woodlands, rivers and oceans, teeming with life and the mass existence of other living creatures.
John Burnside
#77. The least thing upset him on the links. He missed short putts because of the uproar of the butterflies in the adjoining meadows.
P.G. Wodehouse
#78. The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods and meadows brown and sear.
William C. Bryant
#79. When dawn spread its cool clear flush over the meadows and fields and thorny pastures to the north and east, Duane pulled an old lawn chair out of the cabin and sat down to watch, cradling a cup of coffee in his hands. It was chilly enough that he threw an old poncho over his lap.
Larry McMurtry
#80. Scholars may quote Plato in studies, but the hearts of millions shall quote the Bible at their daily toil, and draw strength from its inspiration, as the meadows draw it from the brook.
Moncure D. Conway
#81. It was the day without a yesterday, and the world was so new the paint was still wet on the flowers, the meadows were wrapped up in a glossy cellophane of dew, and freshly budded leaves dangled like shiny price-tags from the trees.
Jaxy Mono
#82. I would love to work with Shane Meadows - great director.
Lena Headey
#84. The deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadows, the body heat of the pony and man - all belong to the same family ... The White Man must treat the beasts of this land as his brothers.
Chief Seattle
#85. Mesarovic and Pestel are critical of the Forrester-Meadows world view, which is that of a homogeneous system with a fully predetermined evolution in time once the initial conditions are specified.
Donella Meadows
#86. Wicca's temples are flowered-splashed meadows, forest, beaches, and deserts.
Scott Cunningham
#87. My mind was once the true survey Of all these meadows fresh and gay; And in the greenness of the grass Did see its hopes as in a glass.
Andrew Marvell
#88. Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.
John Muir
#89. I was practically The Boy in the Bubble; all my autoimmune responses stripped bare by chemical representations of pine forests and summer meadows.
Matthew Crow
#90. The Mountain Meadows Massacre of September 11, 1857 was the crime of that century... it was a crime that disgraced humanity.
J.F. Giffard
#91. Large meadows are lovely for picnics and romping, but they are for the lighter feelings. Meadows do not make me want to write.
Aimee Bender
#92. The aquilegia sprinkled on the rocks
A scarlet rain; the yellow violet
Sat in the chariot of its leaves, the phlox
Held spikes of purple flame in meadows wet,
And all the streams with vernal-scented reed
Were fringed, and streaky bellow of miskodeed.
Bayard Taylor
#93. Language, which he had learnt from his mother. The corn-fields and meadows were surrounded by large forests, in the midst
Hans Christian Andersen
#94. The battlefields of life were first meadows and gardens. We made them into battlefields, and by the same power, we must release the dark spell, so they are meadows and gardens once again.
Bryant McGill
#95. The great unrequited love tears open your heart to the beauty of the world, its small rivers and upland meadows. It also makes you kinder to the next hundred thousand persons who cross your path.
Garrison Keillor
#96. My name is Phoebe Meadows." I covered my nakedness again with my arms. "I know it's a little late for this, since I'm currently lying butt naked in your arms, and you've already saved my life three times, but now is better than never. You can call me Phoebe if you like.
Amanda Carlson
#98. From that first moment, in a way she could never explain, the Meadows claimed her and made her their own.
Elizabeth George Speare
#99. Have you ever noticed how many silences there are Gilbert? The silence of the woods ... of the shore ... of the meadows ... of the night ... of the summer afternoon. All different because the undertones that thread them are different.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
#100. The air was fragrant with a thousand trodden aromatic herbs, with fields of lavender, and with the brightest roses blushing in tufts all over the meadows ...
William C. Bryant
