Quotes About The Forest Floor

#1. As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.

Nikita Gill

#2. Oh no. Lorelai pulled her hand from Kol's, her skin prickling with heat from absolute humiliation. Maybe if she prayed hard enough, the forest floor would open up and swallow her. If there was any justice in the world, it would swallow Leo too.

C.J. Redwine

#3. The rhythm of life runs in cycles. There are times in the darkness and times in the light. The energy of life is like the rain forest in Borneo. Things live, grow, die, fall to the forest floor, rot and then they are born again-Olympia Dukakis

Ellyn Spragins

#4. On the forest floor was the LVR's smoldering ceiling panel, just lying there like the lid of a sardine can that had been eagerly and violently thrown away by someone who very much liked sardines.

Cuthbert Soup

#5. Inkblot shadows of the canopy swayed and rolled on the forest floor in the cloudy light, almost as if the ground itself was moving.

Tony DiTerlizzi

#6. It was odd how Aritomo's life seemed to glance off mine; we were like two leaves falling from a tree, touching each other now and again as they spiraled to the forest floor.

Tan Twan Eng

#7. Scarlet watched a leaf fall to the ground, lying dead amoung the other leaves on the forest floor. "A brief life seems pointless."
Tristan thought for a moment. "Isn't that what life is, though? A brief opportunity to exist? A short gift?

Chelsea Fine

#8. Went looking for faith on the forest floor, and it showed up everywhere. In the sun, and the water, and the falling leaves, the falling leaves of time.

Neil Young

#9. I rise early that morning and dress in green and brown, my skirst the same colour as the forest floor. I include a cap copied from one of the duchess's, but set farther back from my face. She may be a bitch, but she does have style.

Katherine Longshore

#10. He dropped the knife to the forest floor and walked over to Evan with a gentile smile on his face.

T.W. Brown

#11. But in summer, welcoming summer, the rocks are soft-fledged with moss. The forest floor is bouncy with fresh shoots and enthusiastic blooms; the twisted angles of the branches are laced by bud and leaf.

Tara O'Brady

#12. I point to the volcanic rock that forms the base of the forest floor, and say that if the trees can grow on such a hard, unforgiving surface, then a new life can be built on the foundation of any hardship.

Sarah Lotz

#13. Birds-eye view
Awake the stars 'cause they're all around you
Wide eyes will always brighten the blue
Chase your dreams
And remember me, sweet bravery
'Cause after all those wings will take you up so high
So bid the forest floor goodbye as you race the wind
And take to the sky

Owl City

#14. Shafts of delicious sunlight struck down onto the forest floor and overhead you could see a blue sky between the tree tops.

C.S. Lewis

#15. Like the great white pines whose roots grow shallow under the forest floor, they are the first to fall in a storm; so is society whose family values are built on a shallow foundation, are the first to crumble at the first sign of trouble.

Jean Charest

#16. One gram of moss from the forest floor, a piece about the size of a muffin, would harbour 150,000 protozoa, 132,000 tardigrades, 3,000 springtails, 800 rotifers, 500 nematodes, 400 mites, and 200 fly larvae. These numbers tell us something about the astounding quantity of life in a handful of moss.

Robin Wall Kimmerer

#17. Captain Roberts went to Heaven, which wasn't everything that he'd expected, and as the receding water gently marooned the wreck of the Sweet Judy on the forest floor, only one soul was left alive. Or possibly two, if you like parrots.

Terry Pratchett

#18. Kiss a frog with your eyes wide open. If he turns into a prince you won't miss the transformation, but if he doesn't, you won't be fooled by some wishful illusion in your head.

Richelle E. Goodrich

#19. That's how you win - pitching and defense.

Derek Jeter

#20. Train by day, Joe Rogan podcast by night, all day.

Nick Diaz

#21. I've had just one goal. I wanted to get to the 22nd floor before anyone else ... so I could buy a certain player house, a log cabin deep in a thick forest.

Reki Kawahara

#22. I was still looking at the floor of the forest, and I was seeing again the pattern of the leaves moving across the light in the sky, and across my skin.

Ned Hayes

#23. And why, exactly, was she in no danger from him? Why didn't he want her with the fervor of a thousand over-heating engines? She ought to be constantly ogled and groped, having to beat him off with her parasol, her fan, and maybe one of her walking boots.

Sherry Thomas

#24. I'd rather have your lifeblood tainted than spilled on a forest floor.'
He said no more, just held her. 'I'm not worth it,' she whispered at last.
'Who says so?'
'I do.'
'Then you don't know what love is.

Kate Furnivall

#25. I write so much because my cat sits on my lap. She purrs so I don't want to get up. She's so much more calming than my husband.

Joyce Carol Oates

#26. Magick is the art of causing changes in consciousness to occur in accordance with the will.

Dion Fortune

#27. Good news? The spongy forest floor cushioned my fall. Bad news? Momentum slammed my torso into a tree trunk. Couldn't breathe.

A&E Kirk

#28. Newman's first law: It is useless to put on your brakes when you're upside down.

Paul Newman

#29. Bahia is the Amazon's geographical next-of-kin: the same climate, forest canopy, diverse floor. But there is no wild cacao; the tree was introduced, most likely by a Frenchman, Louis Frederick Warneaux, who, in 1746, sowed seeds near one of Bahia's large rivers.

Bill Buford

#30. This is how it all begins. With Zephyr and Fry - reigning neighborhood sociopaths - torpedoing after me and the whole forest floor shaking under my feet as I blast through air, trees, this white-hot panic. You're going over, you

Jandy Nelson

#31. He ran barefoot across the springy floor of the pine forest; he was dancing with the earth.

Richard Weihe

#32. A musical is the same as a burlap sack, I would not want to be in either

Demetri Martin

#33. If I could write words
Like leaves on an autumn forest floor,
What a bonfire my letters would make.
If I could speak words of water,
You would drown when I said
I love you.

Spike Milligan

#34. When we learn to say a deep, passionate yes to the things that really matter, then peace begins to settle onto our lives like golden sunlight sifting to a forest floor.

Thomas Kinkade