Quotes About Leaves

Quotes tagged as "leaves" (showing 1-30 of 50)
Roman Payne
“It’s not that we have to quit
this life one day, but it’s how
many things we have to quit
all at once: music, laughter,
the physics of falling leaves,
automobiles, holding hands,
the scent of rain, the concept
of subway trains... if only one
could leave this life slowly!”
Roman Payne, Rooftop Soliloquy

Dejan Stojanovic
“To hear never-heard sounds,
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To try to understand the imperceptible
Power pervading the world;
To fly and find pure ethereal substances
That are not of matter
But of that invisible soul pervading reality.
To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul;
To be a lantern in the darkness
Or an umbrella in a stormy day;
To feel much more than know.
To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain;
To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon;
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;
To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets
Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching.
To be a smile on the face of a woman
And shine in her memory
As a moment saved without planning.”
Dejan Stojanovic

James Patterson
“Tears were dripping onto my dress, but I wasn't making any sound. There was no sound to express thid kind of pain.
I didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything. Fang was not waiting for me out in the living room. Tomorrow morning, when I woke up, Fang would still be gone.”
James Patterson, Fang

“Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?”
John B. Tabb

Amit Ray
“In every change, in every falling leaf there is some pain, some beauty. And that's the way new leaves grow.”
Amit Ray

Wendy Delsol
“I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade imaginable offset by autumnal flashes of red and yellow.”
Wendy Delsol, Stork

“Peace of Man"


Greet each man with words of love
And peace,
And a dove will be placed
On an olive tree.
Leave a man with feelings
Of betrayal
Or envy,
And a dove gets shot
Off the olive tree.
Greet each man with peace,
And leave each man with love.
Ask yourself -
One more enemy,
Or one more dove?
Always choose love.
It's time for everybody to
Speak love.
Let's fill the trees with doves,
And spread the leaves of love.
So,
Always add
And never subtract
Another peace of man
From the olive tree.”
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

E.L. Konigsburg
“I made myself a glass of chocolate milk using enough syrup for three normal glasses. I also made myself four peanut butter crackers. Then I walked out the living room door to our terrace. The trees were coming! New green was all over ... green so new that it was kissing yellow.”
E.L. Konigsburg, Jennifer, Hecate, Macbeth, William McKinley and Me, Elizabeth

Israelmore Ayivor
“Every tree in the forest has a story to tell. Some of them were burnt but they endured the fire and got revived; some of them were cut, their barks injured, some people pick up their leaves to make medicines for their sicknesses, birds used their leaves to make their nests, etc. Upon all these, the tree is still tree!”
Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream

Kahlil Gibran
“In the summer heat the reapers say, “We have seen her dancing with the autumn leaves, and we saw a drift of snow in her hair.”
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

William Allingham
“Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.”
William Allingham, Day and night songs

Soroosh Shahrivar
“You are most beautiful in your purest form. You are a manifestation of God himself. Open your eyes and let the light flow right through to your core. All it takes is for you to notice a flicker of leaves, a momentary glance from a loved one, or for a wave to hit your toes and freeze you in that timeless place where you know with every cell in your body that God, indeed is real.”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams

J.M. Barrie
“It is glorious fun racing down the Hump, but you can't do it on windy days because then you are not there, but the fallen leaves do it instead of you. There is almost nothing that has such a keen sense of fun as a fallen leaf.”
J.M. Barrie, The Little White Bird

Michael Montoure
“He'd grown unused to woods like this. He'd become accustomed to the Northwest, evergreen and shaded dark. Here he was surrounded by soft leaves, not needles; leaves that carried their deaths secretly inside them, that already heard the whispers of Autumn. Roots and branches that knew things.”
Michael Montoure, Slices

David  Ault
“There's never been a better time to let the leaves of mediocrity fall from your tree of life.”
David Ault

“To ask why we fall in love is to ask why the leaves fall. And to ask how we stay in love is to ask how the trees stay.”
Jinvirle

Michelle Cuevas
“He saw the kind of beauty yellow flowers have growing over a carpet of dead leaves. The beauty of cracks forming a mosaic in a dry riverbed, of emerald-green algae at the base of a seawall, of a broken shard from a blue bottle. The beauty of a window smudged with tiny prints. The beauty of wild weeds.”
Michelle Cuevas, Beyond the Laughing Sky

Mark  Lawrence
“Do you know why the leaves change colour, Makin?" They did look spectacular. The forest had grown around us as we traveled and the canopy burned with colour, from deepest red to flame orange, an autumn fire spreading in defiance of the rain.
"I don't know," he said, "Why do they change?"
"Before a tree sheds a leaf it pumps it full of all the poison it can't rid itself of otherwise. That red there—that's a man's skin blotching with burst veins after an assassin spikes his last meal with roto-weed. The poison spreading through him before he dies.”
Mark Lawrence, Emperor of Thorns

Alok Jagawat
“Relations are like leaves in a plant. Some green, some dried. Just shook yourself, and all the dried ones will fall.”
Alok Jagawat

Sanober  Khan
“Watch, how the sun
slowly rises
from behind my ear

new lines, new countries
spring up in my palms

my rough hair
become swaying silk

and all the leaves
in my body
become lusher than fruits.”
Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos

Sylvia Plath
“Wind warns November’s done with. The blown leaves make bat-shapes, Web-winged and furious.”
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems

Mehmet Murat ildan
“Wind is the sacred music of the leaves; wherever and whenever the wind blows, over there leaves start their holy dancing frantically!”
Mehmet Murat ildan

Debasish Mridha
“Leaves leave this world in beautiful fall colors and songs.”
Debasish Mridha

Michelle Cuevas
“Found in trees. Sometimes also in old silent movie theaters, seaside zoos, magic shops, hat shops, time-travel shops, topiary gardents, cowboy boots, castle turrets, comet museums, dog pounds, mermaid ponds, dragon lairs, library stacks (the ones in the back), piles of leaves, piles of pancakes, the belly of a fiddle, the bell of a flower, or in the company of wild herds of typewriters.
But mostly in trees.”
Michelle Cuevas, Confessions of an Imaginary Friend

Alexander McCall Smith
“The winds must come from somewhere when they blow…There must be reasons why the leaves decay.
(From Auden's "If I Could Tell You”
Alexander McCall Smith, The Novel Habits of Happiness

Craig Groeschel
“No matter what I feel, I hold the assurance that God never leaves me.”
Craig Groeschel, The Christian Atheist: Believing in God but Living As If He Doesn't Exist

Munia Khan
“Let all the green leaves be mine
as long as the trees define
shades created by their limbs
for the soil made with victims
of atrocity's vileness
to redeem the fragileness”
Munia Khan

Donna Tartt
“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

Kate Messner
“A gust of wind rattles the window, and I look out. Leaves are whooshing all over the place, flying past horizontally as if they have engines of their own.”
Kate Messner, The Brilliant Fall of Gianna Z.

Thomas Ligotti
“The trees were set close and from the perimeter of that parcel of land I could not see the school hidden within them. Look up here, I thought I heard someone say to me. When I did look up, I saw that the branches overhead were without leaves, and through their intertwining mesh the sky was fully visible. How bright and dark it was at the same time. Bright with a high, full moon shining among the spreading clouds, and dark with the shadows mingling within those clouds—a slowly flowing mass of mottled shapes, a kind of unclean outpouring from the black sewers of space.”
Thomas Ligotti, Songs of a Dead Dreamer and Grimscribe

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