Forest Quotes
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Sit Rest Work. Alone with yourself, Never weary. On the edge of the forest Live joyfully, Without desire.
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We don't go on about trying to save the Brazilian rain forest. We're not ashamed of the fact that we can write lyrics like Let's Get Rocked which 99 percent of the world thinks is completely ridiculous, stupid and immature. If George Bush stood up on stage and pretended to be Eddie Van Halen that would be ridiculous, so when I see the Billy Braggs of this world using music as a soapbox it pisses me off. Music should always entertain, first and foremost. Nobody would take us seriously if we did songs like shut the ozone layer, save the rain forests, stop killing people in Bosnia. Everybody would laugh at us. I'd rather listen to Noddy Holder (Slade) sing about nothing at all than do a duet with Sinead O'Connor. We're not that desperate for publicity. We'll always be Leppard.
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The great bell of Beaulieu was ringing. Far away through the forest might be heard its musical clangor and swell.
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On wet days I will go into the thickest parts of the forest, where the pine needles are everlastingly dry, and when the sun shines I'll lie on the heath and see how the broom flares against the clouds. I shall be perpetually happy, because there will be no one to worry me.
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The improvement of forest trees is the work of centuries. So much more the reason for beginning now.
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AIDS is the revenge of the rain forest.
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The first time I held an African drum in my hands was at Koc University in a forest in the northern suburbs of Istanbul.
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Tranquil as a forest, but on fire within, once you find your center, you are sure to win.
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We have now felled forest enough everywhere, in many districts far too much. Let us restore this one element of material life to its normal proportions, and devise means for maintaining the permanence of its relations to the fields, the meadows and the pastures, to the rain and the dews of heaven, to the springs and rivulets with which it waters down the earth.
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It couldn't interest me less, the idea of putting a living room on stage. I just think, what's the point of walking into a theater to see a living room? A sofa in a forest? Now you're talking.
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If you cut down a forest, it doesn't matter how many sawmills you have if there are no more trees.
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A forest of all manner of trees is poor, if not disagreeable, in effect; a mass of one species of tree is sublime.
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All of the people who work in the kitchen with me go out into the forests and on to the beach. It's a part of their job. If you work with me you will often be starting your day in the forest or on the shore because I believe foraging will shape you as a chef.
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September is the time to begin again. In the country, when I could smell the wood-smoke in the forest, and the curtains could be drawn when the tea came in, on the first autumn evening, I always felt that my season of good luck had come.
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The very idea of "managing" a forest in the first place is oxymoronic, because a forest is an ecosystem that is by definition self-managing.
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The redwood is one of the few conifers that sprout from the stump and roots, and it declares itself willing to begin immediately to repair the damage of the lumberman and also that of the forest-burner.
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But if you do not find an intelligent companion, a wise and well-behaved person going the same way as yourself, then go on your way alone, like a king abandoning a conquered kingdom, or like a great elephant in the deep forest.
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It doesn't make any sense to me to start on the interior of the forest if you haven't first protected around the areas where the communities are.
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If a tree falls in the forest and kills your ex-wife, what do you do with the lumber?
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If you have never taken the train across Canada, you really should put it on your life list... Meanwhile, I get to sit back and watch for moose from the dome car as we roll through the lake-dotted vastness of the boreal forest.
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She would go off in the morning with the punt full of books, and spend long glorious days away in the forest lying on the green springy carpet of whortleberries, reading. She would most diligently work at furnishing her empty mind. She would sternly endeavour to train it not to jump.
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Not just beautiful, though — the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they’re watching me. What I’ve up till now, what I’m going to do — they know it all. Nothing gets past their watchful eyes. As I sit there under the shining night sky, again a violent fear takes hold of me. My heart’s pounding a mile a minute, and I can barely breathe. All these millions of stars looking down on me, and I’ve never given them more than a passing thought before. Not just the stars — how many other things haven’t I noticed in the world, things I know nothing about?
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I enjoy an easy jog. In the mountains, or the forest with my own thoughts, I can escape from the world for a bit.
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I will remember what I was, I am sick of rope and chains - I will remember my old strength and all my forest affairs. I will not sell my back to man for a bundle of sugar cane; I will go out to my own kind, and the wood-folk in their lairs. I will go out until the day, until the morning break - Out to the wind's untainted kiss, the water's clean caress; I will forget my ankle-ring and snap my picket stake. I will revisit my lost love and playmates masterless!
