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I think from the age of thirteen, I really wanted to be a producer and I've always thought that the producer was the top of the tree.
Adam tried to hide behind the trees in the garden. There is only one tree that can hide us from Him and that is the tree of the cross.
On the holy boughs of the Celestial Tree High up in the heavenly fields, Beyond terrestrial desire My soul-bird a warm nest has built.
To be is to be perceived (Esse est percipi)." Or, "If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?
I really liked Yale, although it was extremely intimidating. When I visited the campus, I was hiding behind trees, I felt so unworthy.
You don't want your jewelry to make you look fat. A lot of what's out there now does - you just wind up looking like a Christmas tree.
Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if you know, Where in the purlieus of this forest stands A sheep-cote fenc'd about with olive trees?
The possible solutions to a given problem emerge as the leaves of a tree, each node representing a point of deliberation and decision.
You do not explain the tree by telling of the water it has drunk, the minerals it has absorbed, and the sunlight that strengthened it.
I love touring in the United States. It's dramatically different wherever you go. North to south you're going from snow to palm trees.
I compare arithmetic with a tree that unfolds upwards in a multitude of techniques and theorems while the root drives into the depths.
A tree with strong roots can withstand the most violent storm, but the tree can't grow roots just as the storm appears on the horizon.
And the day climbs down from its blue loft-bed on a slanting ladder of sunbeams, pauses a moment between the trees, airy-light, young.
Why had such a promising world been crucified on the tree of obligation, thorned by duties, hanged by hypocrisy, smothered by customs?
They who wander widest lift No more of beauties' jealous veils, Than they who from their doorways see The miracle of flowers and trees.
We must plant trees, grow gardens instead of lawns, ride bicycles when we can and support responsible local businesses over big brands.
To make a book convincing, it's less important that the right tree be in the right place than that the characters are emotionally real.
It was different, though, knowing something in your thoughts and then hearing it confirmed, made real, planted in the world like a tree
The Lorax: Which way does a tree fall? The Once-ler: Uh, down? The Lorax: A tree falls the way it leans. Be careful which way you lean.
Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life.
My dad was a tree surgeon. When I was younger, he was working away five days a week for weeks on end, just trying to get as much money.
I was a caddy. I also worked as a bouncer, selling Christmas trees at Frank's Nursery and before that, selling what they normally sell.
An English homegrey twilight poured On dewy pasture, dewy trees, Softer than sleepall things in order stored, A haunt of ancient Peace.
I wanted to create comics as soon as a I learned humans were behind them, that they were not natural phenomena like trees and boulders.
Male genitals are still called "the tree of life" by the Arabs, and a cross was one of the oldest diagrammatic images of male genitals.
To read a paper book is another experience: you can do it on a ship, on the branch of a tree, on your bed, even if there is a blackout.
One senses the figures as passing by the tree line and, caught in the presence of the wall, turning to gaze upon it almost as a vision.
A chance, as a coach, to take a team to the World Cup finals is probably as high up the tree as it gets, certainly with one-day cricket.
Appreciation is like looking through a wide-angle lens that lets you see the entire forest, not just the one tree limb you walked up on.
I never knew how soothing trees are-many trees and patches of open sunlight, and tree presences; it is almost like having another being.
I spent my 16th birthday high as a kite, jumping out of a tree topless in my local park just because it felt amazing hitting the ground.
Evolution is no linear family tree, but change in the single multidimensional being that has grown to cover the entire surface of Earth.
I celebrate everything. We always had a menorah and a Christmas tree - not for any reason other than we always liked celebrating things.
I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do.
This is a little off subject, but I'm interested in those cases where someone is barking up the wrong tree, or misapplying their talent.
The bottom line is that Wanda Sykes has the longest continuously documented family tree of any African-American we have ever researched.
No motion has she now, no force; she neither hears nor sees; rolled around in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees.
And it's been proved that soldiers don't go mad Unless they lose control of ugly thoughts That drive them out to jabber among the trees.
Our moral faculties must be placed highest, else they can no more flourish than could a plant growing under the shade and drip of trees.
When I'm cutting a tree, if I'm thinking about anything other than that 40-foot oak tree... I'm a dead man. It's a therapy thing for me.
I was a lumberjack for years, a pub bouncer, I've sung in a band; in fact, I still sing, and I even trained myself to be a tree surgeon.
It may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then, that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.
You can't sow an apple seed and expect to get an avocado tree. The consequences of your life are sown in what you do and how you behave.
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.
There's a general culture in this country to cut all the trees. It makes me so angry because everyone is cutting and no one is planting.
Merrily, merrily, listen to me, Flitting and flying from tree to tree. Nothing fear I, by land or sea, For God in Heaven is watching me.
There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches like dead garlands.
Can you really learn to knit from a diagram? Try it. Do you want to learn to ski or surf by yourself? You could drown or run into a tree.
The only thing that ultimately matters is to eat an ice-cream cone, play a slide trombone, plant a small tree, good God, now you're free.
Fighting the wild branches of a haunted tree is not something that every actor is confident enough to attack, literally and figuratively.