Forests Quotes
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The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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I said: "A tiger does not proclaim his tigritude, he pounces". In other words: a tiger does not stand in the forest and say: "I am a tiger". When you pass where the tiger has walked before, you see the skeleton of the duiker, you know that some tigritude has been emanated there.
Wole Soyinka
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But the worst enemy you can meet will always be yourself; you lie in wait for yourself in caverns and forests. Lonely one, you are going the way to yourself! And your way goes past yourself, and past your seven devils! You will be a heretic to yourself and witch and soothsayer and fool and doubter and unholy one and villain. You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame: how could you become new, if you had not first become ashes?
Friedrich Nietzsche
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I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do. I feel as if this tree knows everything I ever think of when I sit here. When I come back to it, I never have to remind it of anything; I begin just where I left off.
Willa Cather
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Congo is one of the least-developed countries in the world, and has millions of acres of virtually untouched forest.
Anderson Cooper
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If your ancestors cut down all the trees, it’s not your fault, but you still don’t live in a forest.
Pam Oliver
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Hopelessly uneconomic on any substantial scale, since it requires a conventional power back-up for when the wind stops blowing, forests of wind turbines are rightly regarded in most countries as an environmental monstrosity.
Nigel Lawson
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What we are doing to the forests of the world is but a mirror reflection of what we are doing to ourselves and to one another.
Mahatma Gandhi
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In a moment the ashes are made, but a forest is a long time growing.
Seneca the Younger
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Always watch where you are going. Otherwise, you may step on a piece of the Forest that was left out by mistake.
A. A. Milne
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It is easiest to lose your way in the forest after it is cut.
Bill Vaughan
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In the summer,
on fine evenings, I love to drive late and
alone in the scented forests, and when I have
reached a dark part stop, and sit quite still, listening
to the nightingales repeating their little tune over
and over aga^n after interludes of gurgling, or if
there are no nightingales, listening to the marvellous
silence, and letting its blessedness descend into
my very souL The nightingales in the forests
about here all sing the same tune, and in the same
key of E flat.
Elizabeth von Arnim
