Best 381 quotes in «woods quotes» category

I think everybody gets caught up in superstitions. But I don't put much stock in them ... knock on wood.

I think [Phil Wood] didn't suffer fools gladly, but he loved supporting young people that loved the music.

It is always good to know, if only in passing, charming human beings. It refreshes one like flowers and woods and clear brooks.

It is not the finest wood that feeds the fire of Divine love, but the wood of the Cross.

It is a surprising and memorable, as well as valuable experience, to be lost in the woods any time.

It is much easier for me to define what makes a novel French or Russian, but defining the characteristics of an Australian novel are difficult for me as it is all too close - I can't see the woods for the trees.

I used anything, various materials; this is wood, and this is mixed up clay, wedged together, clay with glazes and stuff like that.

I took a walk in the woods and came out taller than the trees.

I turned my face more exclusively than ever to the woods, where I was better known.

It's absolutely fine when Wile E. Coyote walks in with a band-aid on his head, after a 3,000-pound rock is dropped on him. That is what Ed Wood meant by the suspension of disbelief.

It's sometimes better to pretend I don't hear the sound of somebody in the nearby woods with a shotgun.

It was far in the sameness of the wood; I was running with joy on the Demon's trail, Though I knew what I hunted was no true god.

I've been camping and stuff, but if you left me in the woods I'd probably just curl up and cry until someone found me.

I went out into the woods for a few days. I just disconnected from everything and allowed myself to be free and be human. Because, that's what makes you really good, if you can be vulnerable, if you can be vulnerable on stage.

I've made great friends through acting. When I'm with Victoria Wood and Julie Walters, we have grand fun. We can make each other howl with laughter because we know each other so well.

I was interested in the electric guitar even before I knew the difference between electric and acoustic. The electric guitar seemed to be a totally fascinating plank of wood with knobs and switches on it. I just had to have one.

I've known no better teacher than hunting. And what hunting has taught me is hardly restricted to the ways of wildings and woods.

I was just getting acquainted with the wood. I wanted to see if it was maple or pine.

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

I wished only to be set down in Canada, and take one honest walk there as I might in Concord woods of an afternoon.

I would host a show where I take famous people out into the woods every week to find Bigfoot. I would do that. And you know what? We would find him in like a week.

Just build a classic horseshoe of wood and plaster, and fill it with statuary and curtains, then sit back and savor the beautifully blended results.

Leave the beaten track behind occasionally and dive into the woods.

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

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

I would have been glad to have lived under my wood side, and to have kept a flock of sheep, rather than to have undertaken this government.

I would like to carve my novel in a piece of wood.

I would not be President because I do not aspire to be President. But l'm sure that a woman will be President. When? I don't know. It depends. I don't think the woods are full of candidates today.

Knock on wood, my groupies tend to be very artistic, creative people - sometimes way more creative than I am.

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

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

Men mixing with women is like fire mixing with wood.

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.

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

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

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.

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?

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?

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!

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

[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.