Sherwood Anderson Quotes

I even like the Scottish weather because, like everywhere in the U.K., you can't have great beauty without lots of rain.

See the gold sunshine patching, And streaming and streaking across The gray-green oaks; and catching, By its soft brown beard, the moss.

Mountains are the beginning and the end of all natural scenery.

If you live in the mountains, you long for the trees and the lakes.

Who'd give up sunny California for the grey old Earls Court Road? I'm looking out at blue skies and the mountains and trees, and it's so beautiful.

On my passage thither, I discovered nothing remarkable in the features of the country.

A forest of these trees is a spectacle too much for one man to see.

If Northern Ireland had better weather, it would be like New Zealand. It's an immensely beautiful country.

I have been naturally inclined towards mountains, trees, flowers, and rivers.

I'm keen on the sun, so weather is an important ingredient for a perfect holiday.

This feels good being back in Michigan. You know, the trees are the right height.

I have enjoyed the trees & scenery of KY exceedingly. How shall I ever tell of the miles & miles of beauty that have been flowing into me in such measure?

The first place that I can well remember was a large pleasant meadow with a pond clear water in it. Some shady trees leaned over it, and rushes and water-lilies grew at the deep end.

In July the Sun is hot. Is it shining? No, it's not!

Like black hulks the shadows of the great trees ride at anchor on the billowy sea of grass.

God makes trees, he doesn't write books.

Why's it so sunny?" she repeated. Zooey observed her rather narrowly. "I bring the sun wherever I go, buddy," he said.

For tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun...

I have always been very interested in landscape... I find that all natural forms are a source of unending interest - tree trunks, the growth of branches from the trunk, each finding its own individual air-space.

Scenery is here. Wish you were beautiful.

You know Balbec so well - do you have friends in the area?' I have friends wherever there are companies of trees, wounded but not vanquished, which huddle together with touching obstinacy to implore an inclement and pitiless sky.' That is not what I meant,' interrupted my father, as obstinate as the trees and as pitiless as the sky.

On and on they flew, over the countryside parceled out in patches of green and brown, over roads and rivers winding through the landscapes like strips of matte and glossy ribbon.

May is much sunshine through small leaves.

Summer has set in with its usual severity.