Best 381 quotes in «woods quotes» category

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

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

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

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

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

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 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 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 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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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?

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

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?

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

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

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

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.

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!

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.

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.

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

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.

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

[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.

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!

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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.