Top 100 Quotes About Willow
#1. Beyond all other trees," she said with a curl of a smile on her elegant mouth, "the willow moves to the wind's desire.
Patrick Rothfuss
#2. Sweet to me was not the voice of man, But the wind's voice was understood by me. The burdocks and the nettles fed my soul, But I loved the silver willow best of all.
Anna Akhmatova
#3. As soon as you think of fishing you think of things that don't belong to the modern world. The very idea of sitting all day under a willow tree beside a quiet pool - and being able to find a quiet pool to sit beside- belongs to a time before the war, before radio, before aeroplanes, before Hitler.
George Orwell
#4. April's air stirs in
Willow-leaves ... a butterfly
Floats and balances
Matsuo Basho
#5. You remind me of a willow." She said easily. "Strong, deep-rooted, and hidden. You move easily when the storm comes, but never farther than you wish.
Patrick Rothfuss
#6. To count a few gulls makes the journey happy.
In the reedy bend, under the willow bank,
My wife and children smile with me.
The moment I fall asleep, wind and waves are quiet;
No glory, no disgrace, and not a single worry.
Wu Cheng'en
#8. You are the fountain of the sun. I'm the shadow of a willow. You fall upon my forehead. I melt. You slip into my heart. It spills open. You surround me with such sweetness. I make it my home.
Rumi
#9. Even where the soil was most corrupt, the willow found a way to survive.
Joelle Charbonneau
#10. My dad made a film called 'Willow' when he was a young filmmaker, which screened at the Cannes film festival, and people were booing afterwards.
Bryce Dallas Howard
#11. Cogg would suddenly stand stock still. "Listen," he would say. Some feeble quack would be heard from the willow beyond the pond. "That's an easy one to tell. The frog-pippit." Then he would add, As a safety measure, "As I believe they call it in these parts."
Stephen Potter
#12. As soon as me and Willow started releasing music, that's one thing that the whole world took away is, okay, they unlocked another step of honesty. If these guys can be honest about everything, then we can be more honest,
Jaden Smith
#13. Techniques employ four qualities that reflect the nature of our world. Depending on the circumstance, you should be: hard as a diamond, flexible as a willow, smooth-flowing like water, or as empty as space.
Morihei Ueshiba
#14. The oak tree is firm and elegant and upright. The weeping willow has allowed the burdens of life to bend it.
Panache Desai
#15. You are the source of the sun.
And I am the willow's shadow.
Oh, you have struck me on the head,
Wretch that I am, on fire am I.
Rumi
#16. We need to live in the now of life, it can't be about how much we suffered yesterday or what we might face tomorrow. It's about today. And today was good"
Willow in To Dance With Dolphins
Bonnie Leon
#17. People are always like, Why did you and husband Carey Hart get back together? Well, we weren't done. And now we have Willow, so we'll never be done.
Pink
#18. I noticed, in my search of the park, that considerable damage seems to have been done to a very valuable Whomping Willow," Snape went on. "That tree did more damage to us than we - " Ron blurted out. "Silence!" snapped Snape
J.K. Rowling
#19. When I look in the mirror, I won't see the things they will most likely say about me. I'll see me, Willow Tate, the woman who isn't perfect, but she is perfect in her imperfections.
Harper Sloan
#20. We must be the willow, not the oak, in the lowering storm.
Amitav Ghosh
#22. Maple. Maypole
Catch and carry.
Ash and Ember.
Elderberry.
Woolen. Woman.
Moon at night.
Willow. Window.
Candlelight.
Fallow farrow.
Ash and oak.
Bide and borrow.
Chimney smoke.
Barrel. Barley.
Stone and stave.
Wind and water.
Misbehave.
Patrick Rothfuss
#23. Alas! for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow, From love to titled age and crime, And an unholy pillow! From me, and from our misty clime, Where weeps the silver willow!
Edgar Allan Poe
#24. 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
#25. The willow submits to the wind and prospers until one day it is many willows - a wall against the wind.
Frank Herbert
#26. If you throw me out of this house, I shall sleep on the path outside. If you return to the Continent without me, I shall follow you. I will build a willow hut at your gate; I will sleep under your window; I will be waiting for you at your own front door.
Eloisa James
#28. The dream on the pillow,
That flits with the day,
The leaf of the willow
A breath wears away;
The dust on the blossom,
The spray on the sea;
Ay,
ask thine own bosom
Are emblems of thee.
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
#29. With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
Matsuo Basho
#30. Ugh!" Willow threw her hands in the air "Out of all the freaking warlocks in the world, I got stuck with the know-it-all who thinks he's Mother Tesresa!
Kayla Jo
#31. The grounds of the place were dominated by several large, old willow trees that towered over the surrounding stone wall and swayed soundlessly in the wind like lost souls.
Haruki Murakami
#32. We camped for the night in a hollow near a good-sized creek - one big enough for trout. Jamie and Ian waded into this with enthusiasm, harrying the finny denizens with whippy rods cut from black willow.
Diana Gabaldon
#33. Merry a mind is
of a weeping willow
roots raising concrete
be in
fit out
all abstract.
Antonia Perdu
#34. Deep in the meadow , under the willow , a bed of grass , a soft green pillow
Suzanne Collins
#35. Then from the neighboring thicket the mocking-bird, wildest of singers, Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o'er the water, Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music, That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#36. It was a bright, defrosted, pussy-willow day at the onset of spring, and the newlyweds were driving cross-country in a large roast turkey.
Tom Robbins
#37. A silence reigns upon the air, Upon the pansies by the shore, Upon the violets, pale and fair, Upon the willow, bending o'er; The reeds and lilies silent grow, The dark green waters silent sleep, Save when the summer breezes blow, Or silvery minnows leap.
George Arnold
#38. A framed photo on a dusty bookshelf caught his attention; he moved closer and picked it up silently. A small girl with long blond hair was standing under a tree, her face tilted up in delight as its feathery leaves brushed across her face, framing it.
A willow tree. Willow.
L.A. Weatherly
#39. Willow and I definitely talked about doing a collaboration. She really loves rock music, so she wants to come on and get crazy with me on a track. Which I would love, because she has a fantastic voice.
Jada Pinkett Smith
#40. You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.
Rumi
#41. In this twentieth century, to stop rushing around, to sit quietly on the grass, to switch off the world and come back to the earth, to allow the eye to see a willow, a bush, a cloud, a leaf, is an unforgettable experience.
Frederick Franck
#42. Cinderella was grateful for the shade as she tried bending the willow branch and was whacked in the face for her efforts.
K.M. Shea
#43. I saw that vigil now as necessary, a prerequisite for my insides to harden and cure just like the willow of a cricket bat must cure to be ready for a lifetime of knocks.
Abraham Verghese
#44. I took an axe
To a willow to see how it wept. I took an axe to a salmon
To see how it leapt. I took an axe to the wolf
As he slept.
Carol Ann Duffy
#45. It is a struggle; for though the black man fights passively, he nevertheless fights; and his passive resistance is more effective at present than active resistance could possibly be. He bears the fury of the storm as does the willow tree.
James Weldon Johnson
#46. When a woman dislikes the man who is courting her, she parries him cleverly, like a willow in the wind.
Eiji Yoshikawa
#47. The willow which bends to the tempest, often escapes better than the oak which resists it; and so in great calamities, it sometimes happens that light and frivolous spirits recover their elasticity and presence of mind sooner than those of a loftier character.
Albert Schweitzer
#48. Not that it matters, when you dream, there's no outside or in. Your mind is an unimaginable bloom. A willow catkin as big as the moon. With billions of anthers, shaking pollen like stars. It may seem strange, but in this boundless place
You are not alone.
Rich Shapero
#49. waif. They would hear his reedy voice, the one he'd had in the war. He swallowed, knew that all he had for a voice box was a little whistle cut from a willow switch. Worse - he had nothing to say. The crowd
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
#50. Sleep my baby, rock-a-bye,
On the edge you must not lie.
Wolf the Fluffy roams astray,
Will he grab you, drag away?
Into Furthest Darkest Woods,
Hide you under Willow roots?
There birdies chirp and squeak,
Will they let you fall asleep?
Stanislaw Sielicki
#51. Must we go in?" asked Margary.
"Yes," said Mary. "We are only given times like these so that we can go back again. Come along." And she parted the trailing branches of the willow and led the way out.
Elizabeth Goudge
#52. We say of the oak, How grand of girth! Of the willow we say, How slender! And yet to the soft grass clothing the earth How slight is the praise we render.
Edgar Fawcett
#53. The Sacred Willow: Four Generations in the Life of a Vietnamese Family. She
Malcolm Gladwell
#54. The willow is green; flowers are read. The flower is not red; nor is the willow green. Same went for Charlie. Charlie was my friend; he was very nice to me. Charlie was not my friend; nor was he very nice to me.
A.S. King
#56. I've had my fill of cool, Willow. These days it's kindness, honesty, and stability that impress me.
Lisa Unger
#57. What I always say is that Japanese are like willow. We can be bent easily, but once you try to break us, it would not be so easy.
Hiroko Sakai
#58. Willows produce the defensive compound salicylic acid, which works in much the same way. But not on us. Salicylic acid, is a precursor of aspirin, and tea made from willow bark can relieve headaches and bring down fevers. Such defense mechanisms, of course, take time.
Peter Wohlleben
#59. Willow sat up on her elbows and shook her head, "I'm allergic to exercise. Ya'll have fun.
Kristen Day
#60. The olive branch has been consecrated to peace, palm branches to victory, the laurel to conquest and poetry, the myrtle to love and pleasure, the cypress to mourning, and the willow to despondency.
Dorothea Dix
#61. Trees that, like the poplar, lift upward all their boughs, give no shade and no shelter, whatever their height. Trees the most lovingly shelter and shade us, when, like the willow, the higher soar their summits, the lower drop their boughs.
Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton
#62. It were a blessed sight to see That child become a willow tree, His brother trees among. He'd be four times as tall as me, And live three times as long.
Catherine Maria Fanshawe
#63. I love you Willow, but I can live without you. I just refuse to.
Emily Snow
#64. And was it her imagination, but did the lump in her back move just a little as the boys' team emerged from the shadow of a willow and broke into sunlight?
Robert Jackson Bennett
#65. The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.
Robert Jordan
#66. Willow, things feel more uncertain than ever now," He said finally. "But I love you. For as long as I live - if that's fifty years from now, or just next week - I'll love you.
L.A. Weatherly
#67. Ho! Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadillo!
By water, wood and hill, by reed and willow,
By fire, sun and moon, harken now and hear us!
Come, Tom Bombadil, for our need is near us!
J.R.R. Tolkien
#68. Bird of the sky
still bound to the earth,
soaring to unimaginable heights
yet returning to perch in the willow.
Death is near, always near
and so...is life
even in the ashes.
Rise Up Phoenix.
Live. Fly. Create!
Michele Jennae
#70. Questions are as supple as willow wands, it's easy to brush by them and slip them aside, and no one the worse for it.
Ellis Peters
#71. I hope to have gathered
To repay your kindness
The willow leaves
Scattered in the garden.
Matsuo Basho
#72. ... 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
#74. If you will let it, this Blue Willow platter can represent my promise to fill your life with my trust and love and a houseful of children. - Peter Andersen
Maggie Brendan
#75. Willow trees, willow trees they remind me of Desdemona
I'm so damned literary
and at the same time the waters rushing past remind
me of nothing
Frank O'Hara
#76. Accept who you are. Don't leave me, Willow. We are all broken, that's how the light shines through. - Rhydian
Mira Monroe
#77. The willow turns his back on inclement weather. And if he can do it, we can do it.
Paul McCartney
#78. The rich meadow-grass seemed that morning of a freshness and a greenness unsurpassable. Never had they noticed the roses so vivid, the willow-herb so riotous, the meadow-sweet so odorous and pervading.
Kenneth Grahame
#79. Uh ... aren't you in Hollywood right now? You know, dancing up a storm with uberwitch Madison? I mean, that lovely girl, Madison?
Only if Hollywood is in Willow Falls these days. And judging by the lack of tan skin and fake blond hair, I'm gonna say it's not.
Wendy Mass
#80. Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist breath whistling through willow reeds; a pattering beat background to the mourner's melody. Rain is a soft song of compassion for the brokenhearted.
Richelle E. Goodrich
#81. Bare Foot Folk and is full of really interesting songs, Ange Hardy takes folk tales and creates new folk songs that sound traditional around the story. This is one she's called mother willow tree, it's beautiful
Mike Harding
#82. Willow trees dipped their bare branches into pond water like girls testing the temperature with their toes.
Elizabeth Berg
#83. birch twigs, and a willow binding. The ash is protective, the birch is purifying, and the willow is sacred to the Goddesss. Of
Scott Cunningham
#84. Fear no more as long as her memory surrounds you like a ghost ... cry no more as long as she weeps for you like a willow.
Munia Khan
#85. Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.
Bruce Lee
#86. The ring-dove sang from the willow spray, Well-a-day! Well-a-day! He mourn'd for the fate of his darling mate, Well-a-day!
Jacob Grimm
#87. Bend like the willow, winds gonna blow you hard and cold tonight. Life as it happens, nobody warns you, willow hold on tight.
Paul McCartney
#88. Just as a dancer, turning and turning, may fill the dusty light with the soft swirl of her flying skirts, our weeping willow
now old and broken , creaking in the breeze
turns slowly, slowly in the winter sun, sweeping the rusty roof of the barn with the pale blue lacework of her shadow.
Ted Kooser
#89. One of Mr. [Thomas] Hardy's ancestors must have married a weeping willow. There are pages and pages in his collected poems which are simply plain narratives in ballad form of how an unenjoyable time was had by all.
Rebecca West
#90. It is easy to become besotted with a willow. The Rapunzel of the plant world, this tree appears as a graceful princess bowed down by her lush tresses, waiting on the riverbank for someone just like you to come along and keep her company.
Hope Jahren
#91. Willow trees are kind, Dear God. They will not bear a body on their limbs.
Alice Dunbar Nelson
#92. Everyone has a family tree; the Dawsons have one, it's a weeping willow.
Les Dawson
#94. I sit, I read, I listen to music, I go or a walk, I ride to Prospect Park and sit under the Willow Tree, I remember, I forget, I look at pictures, I do, I do, I do ... or I don't, but its peaceful ... only me ... no worries.
Hubert Selby Jr.
#96. All a green willow, willow, All a green willow is my garland.
John Heywood
#97. I sit under the weeping willow to watch the hanged man divine his truth.
Truth Devour
#98. The nurses in Willow Glen didn't try to prevent death. But they did try to guide you to die in the right way. Because if you died from something you weren't supposed to die from, families became suspicious.
Nathan Hill
#99. The garrulous parrot
Please stay with your mouth shut.
The thrush in the willow grove
Has promised to sing a song for me
Tsangyang Gyatso
#100. The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the bird singing as we pass the osier bed. What are you whispering? Sorrow, sorrow. Joy, joy. Woven together, like reeds in moonlight.
Virginia Woolf
