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"I Am Vertical But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted, Unknowing I must soon unpetal. Compared with me, a tree is immortal And a flower-head not tall, but more startling, And I want the one's longevity and the other's daring. Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars, The trees and flowers have been strewing their cool odors. I walk among them, but none of them are noticing. Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping I must most perfectly resemble them-- Thoughts gone dim. It is more natural to me, lying down. Then the sky and I are in open conversation, And I shall be useful when I lie down finally: The the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me. "I Am Vertical", 28 March 1961"
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tree
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Sylvia Plath |
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Deciding whether or not to trust a person is like deciding whether or not to climb a tree because you might get a wonderful view from the highest branch or you might simply get covered in sap and for this reason many people choose to spend their time alone and indoors where it is harder to get a splinter.
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humor
inspirational
love
simile
tree
trust
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Lemony Snicket |
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And then, one Thursday, nearly two thousand years after one man had been nailed to a tree for saying how great it would be to be nice to people for a change, a girl sitting on her own in a small cafe in Rickmansworth suddenly realized what it was that had been going wrong all this time, and she finally knew how the world could be made a good and happy place. This time it was right, it would work, and no one would have to get nailed to anything.
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fenchurch
nailed
tree
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Douglas Adams |
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I think that I shall never se
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god
inspirational
poem
poems
rain
tree
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Joyce Kilmer |
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And the tree was happy
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shel
silverstein
tree
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Shel Silverstein |
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Plants are more courageous than almost all human beings: an orange tree would rather die than produce lemons, whereas instead of dying the average person would rather be someone they are not.
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act
acting
actor
actors
adage
adages
animal
animals
aphorism
aphorisms
audacity
axiom
axioms
balls
be-yourself
boldness
brave
bravery
cojones
conform
conforming
conformity
courage
courageous
courageousness
daring
dead
death
deep
dictum
dictums
die
epigram
epigrams
facade
façades
fear
fearful
fearlessness
fit-in
fitting-in
fruit
fruits
gallantry
gnome
gnomes
grit
guts
hardihood
heroism
herself
himself
human
human-being
human-beings
humans
humor
humour
insightful
inspiration
inspirational
inspire
inspired
intrepidity
kill
killed
lemon
lemons
made-me-think
make-you-think
maxim
maxims
motivated
motivational
motive
moxie
murder
murdered
nerve
nonconformity
oneself
orange
people
peoples
person
persons
plant
plants
pluck
pluckiness
pretend
pretender
pretenders
pretending
produce
profound
proverb
proverbs
provoke-thought
quotation
quotations
quote
quotes
satire
satirical
saying
sayings
self
spunk
standing-out
standout
themselves
thought-provoking
thoughtful
tree
trees
true-grit
valour
words-to-live-by
yourself
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Mokokoma Mokhonoana |
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Mr. Freeman: You are getting better at this, but it's not good enough. This looks like a tree,but it is an average, ordinary, everyday, boring tree. Breathe life into it. Make it bend - trees are flexible, so they don't snap. Scar it, give it a twisted branch - perfect trees don't exist. Nothing is perfect. Flaws are interesting. Be the tree.
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speak
tree
young-adult-fiction
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laurie halse anderson |
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This is wonderful, wonderful! Be the bird. You are the bird. Sacrifice yourself to abandoned family values....
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birds
tree
turkey
yourself
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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"Her eyes were of different colors, the left as brown as autumn, the right as gray as Atlantic wind. Both seemed alive with questions that would never be voiced, as if no words yet existed with which to frame them. She was nineteen years old, or thereabouts; her exact age was unknown. Her face was as fresh as an apple and as delicate as blossom, but a marked depression in the bones beneath her left eye gave her features a disturbing asymmetry. Her mouth never curved into a smile. God, it seemed, had withheld that possibility, as surely as from a blind man the power of sight. He had withheld much else. Amparo was touched--by genius, by madness, by the Devil, or by a conspiracy of all these and more. She took no sacraments and appeared incapable of prayer. She had a horror of clocks and mirrors. By her own account she spoke with Angels and could hear the thoughts of animals and trees. She was passionately kind to all living things. She was a beam of starlight trapped in flesh and awaiting only the moment when it would continue on its journey into forever." (p.33)"
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apple
asymmetry
atlantic
autumn
blind-man
blossom
bones
clock
colors
depression
eyes
god
horror
journey
left-eye
living-things
madness
mirror
nineteen-years-old
power-of-sight
prayer
questions
sacraments
smile
starlight
tree
wind
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Tim Willocks |
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I am at home among trees.
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j-r-r-tolkien
the-lord-of-the-rings
tree
trees
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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Haldir had gone on and was now climbing to the high flet. As Frodo prepared to follow him, he laid his hand upon the tree beside the ladder: never before had he been so suddenly and so keenly aware of the feel and texture of a tree's skin and of the life within it. He felt a delight in wood and the touch of it, neither as forester nor as carpenter; it was the delight of the living tree itself.
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tree
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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I understood that he left me at the end of his long life just as naturally as the leaves fall from the trees.
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leaves
life
tree
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Arthur Golden |
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"What is it?" "A prayer." "For a child?" She nodded. "For me?" Another nod. "On a tree?" "Trees spend all day looking up at God."
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child
dialogue
god
prayer
tree
wish
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Mitch Albom |
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It all I can do not to cry. I make myself wood I say to myself, Celie, you a tree. That's how I come to know trees fear man.
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abuse-survivor
change
comfort
defence
dehumanisation
persona
tree
wood
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Alice Walker |
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I feel safer when you're here. You're so big and sturdy, like a beautiful tree I can lean on and not knock over.
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tree
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Karen Cushman |
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the rotten tree-trunk, until the very moment when the storm-blast breaks it in two, has all the appearance of might it ever had.
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asimov
foundation
rotten
tree
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Isaac Asimov |
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She warned him that, if he got killed, she should cut down the great cedar at the south-west corner of Groby. It kept all the light out of the principal drawing-room and the bedrooms above it.... He winced: he certainly winced at that. She regretted that she had said it. It was along other lines that she desired to make him wince.
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cutting
no-more-parades
parade-s-end
sylvia-tietjens
tree
warning
wince
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Ford Madox Ford |
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How quiet the woods are today... not a murmur except that soft wind putting in the treetops! It sounds like surf on a faraway shore. How dear the woods are! You beautiful trees! I love every one of you as a friend!
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tree
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L.M. Montgomery |
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It was English, and the wych-elm that she saw from the window was an English tree. No report had prepared her for its peculiar glory. It was neither warrior, nor lover, nor god; in none of these roles do the English excel. It was a comrade, bending over the house, strength and adventure in its roots, but in its utmost fingers tenderness, and the girth, that a dozen men could not have spanned, became in the end evanescent, till pale bud clusters seemed to float in the air.
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english
tree
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E.M. Forster |
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- Kato dete izpitvakh s'shchoto po klonite na golemite d'rveta. Da stoish prilepen do edin stvol, tolkova dreven, che i nai-drevnata choveshka pamet blednee pred nego, ti vnushava s'shchoto chuvstvo za miasto v sveta.
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бард
bulgarian
elder
human
longbow
martin
memory
old
philosopher
philosophy
riftwar
saga
sea
tree
български
война
древен
дълголъкия
дървета
място
памет
разлом
реймънд
свят
фийст
философ
човек
чувство
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