Best 381 quotes in «woods quotes» category

Life seems like a haunted wood, where we tremble and crouch and cry.

Look for a tree stump in the woods. Compare it to love.

Love is a young green willow shimmering at the bare wood's edge

Love is enough: though the world be a-waning, And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining.

Men mixing with women is like fire mixing with wood.

Nature in her green, tranquil woods heals and soothes all afflictions.

My philosophy is the thicker the wood the thicker the sound, the bigger the string the bigger the sound. My smallest string is a 14 gauge.

Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court?

Never follow anyone else's path, unless you're in the woods and you're lost.

Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.

Nature is one great big wood-chipper. Sooner or later, everything shoots out the other end in a spray of blood, bones and hair.

Once upon a time, there was a little creature that was rather small and rather wicked and it lived all alone in the woods. The little creature lived in a little den, at the bottom of a little ravine, filled with not-at-all little brambles and on the edge of a forest that could only be described as really freakin' huge.

Of what use were it, pray, to get a little wood to burn, to warm your body this cold weather, if there were not a divine fire kindled at the same time to warm your spirit?

Of the infinite variety of fruits which spring from the bosom of the earth, the trees of the wood are the greatest in dignity.

O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still; Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.

One evening when I had my wood-burning stove going I realized I hadn't thought of dessert.

One nightingale in an interfluous wood Satiate the hungry dark with melody.

Our God listens to us. Our God is a living God. He's not a block of wood you made up that's not going to answer you. My God listens to me. He answers me.

Our English people are much addicted to raising idols, and then revenging themselves on their own idolatry by knocking down and demolishing the poor bits of wood and stone that they had worshipped as gods. How many literary reputations have been so treated!

[Phil Wood] knew about wine. He knew about food. He knew about art. He knew about classical music. He was interested in things.

Out of the woods my Master came, Content with death and shame. When Death and Shame would woo Him last, From under the trees they drew Him last: 'Twas on a tree they slew Him--last When out of the woods He came.

[Phil Wood] was a great artist, and he knew things. He could be mildly conversant in several languages.

Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised.

She might have melted a heart of stone, but nothing can melt a heart of wood.

Remember, a chip on the shoulder is a sure sign of wood higher up.

Ricky had taught me a few cuss words. I usually practiced them in the woods by the river, then prayed for forgiveness as soon as I was done.

Round the boles of the pine-wood the ground-laurel creeps, Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers, With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers!

So spirit is both the highest "level" in the holarchy, but it's also the paper on which the entire holarchy is written. It's the highest rung in the ladder, but it's also the wood out of which the entire ladder is made.

Some people fast, some people go on a cruise or visit a day spa. I get out in the woods with a rifle or a bow. That's my release.

Sometimes there was a serious article on a hot topic, and I especially remember one by a bishop headed "Is Nudity Salacious?" The bishop thought it need not be, if encountered in the proper spirit, but he gave a lot of enlightening examples of conditions under which it might be, in his word, "inflammatory." There wasn't much nudity in our neck of the woods, and I enjoyed that article tremendously.

So Orpheus did for his owne bride, So I unto my selfe alone will sing, The woods shall to me answer and my Eccho ring.

So there I was being strangled by a ranting, half-naked madman in the middle of the woods, with a she-werewolf dangling from a rope snare somewhere nearby.

Silly of me not to have realized it. One often finds Greek temples lurking in the woods of English estates. Sneaky things, temples.

Sometimes you can't see the wood for the trees as an artist.

That's the best part about being an actor though. One of the rewarding aspects of it is you're actually traveling in parts of the world that one wouldn't necessarily go to just because it's so far removed, but also like even beyond the metropolitan areas. You're in the woods.

Stay green, stay in the woods, and stay safe.

Superstition is foolish, childish, primitive and irrational - but how much does it cost you to knock on wood?

Teach him to live unto God and unto thee; and he will discover that women, like the plants in woods, derive their softness and tenderness from the shade.

That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.

That old funny-shaped bit of wood is still staring me in the face every day saying 'come on, you haven't started yet!' It's infinite.

Swirls of antique stained glass, blazes of brass, forests of carved wood and waterfalls of crystal combine to make up the city's most fabulously festive interior.

That a modern battleship of 48,000 tons would have to defend itself against wood and fabric biplanes with its main armament was a salutary reminder of the changing face of sea warfare.

The brassy wood-pigeons Bubble their colourful voices, and the sun Rises upon a world well-tried and old.

The best stroked putt in a lifetime does not bring the aesthetic satisfaction of a perfectly hit wood or iron shot. There is nothing to match the whoosh and soar, the almost magical flight of a beautifully hit drive or 5-iron.

The bible is the cradle that holds the Christ, without him it is nothing more than wood and straw.

The best wood in most amateurs' bags is the pencil.

The first time I ever saw Arnold Palmer, I said, There's a star. The first time I saw Jack Nicklaus, I said, Superstar. I feel the same way about Tiger Woods.

The era of wild apples will soon be over. I wander through old orchards of great extent, now all gone to decay, all of native fruit which for the most part went to the cider mill. But since the temperance reform and the general introduction of grafted fruit, no wild apples, such as I see everywhere in deserted pastures, and where the woods have grown up among them, are set out. I fear that he who walks over these hills a century hence will not know the pleasure of knocking off wild apples.

The fields have eyes, and the woods have ears.

The greatest thing my father left me was a love for cutting wood - my love for sawing, especially pine wood.