H. P. Lovecraft Quotes

I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water.

But the positive thoughts would give way to negative thoughts, and the negative thoughts seemed to swoop into her mind the way a big flock of black crows takes over the landscape, sitting thick in the trees and on the fence rails and lawns, staring at you in ominous silence.

Seek out a tree and let it teach you stillness.

Wisdom can see the red, the rose, the stained and sculptured curve of grey, the charcoal scars of fire, and see around that living tower of tree the hermit tatters of old bark split down and strip to end the season; and can be quiet and not look for reasons past the edge of reason.

The quiet was so deep that their feet seemed to thump along while all the trees leaned over them and listened.

Silence fell between them, as tangible as the dark tree shadows that fell across their laps and that now seemed to rest upon them as heavily as though they possessed a measurable weight of their own.

The sun came through the branches of the tree above her, and Ruth looked up past them. "I think she listens," she said, too softly to be heard.

Ask the world to reveal its quietude- not the silence of machines when they are still, but the true quiet by which birdsongs, trees, bellworts, snails, clouds, storms become what they are, and are nothing else.

Life is like a tree and its root is consciousness. Therefore, once we tend the root, the tree as a whole will be healthy.

Their leaving made me melancholy, though I also felt something like relief when they disappeared into the dark trees. I hadn't needed to get anything from my pack; I'd only wanted to be alone. Alone had always felt like an actual place to me, as if it weren't a state of being, but rather a room where I could retreat to be who I really was.

Listen to no one's advice except that of the wind in the trees. That can recount the whole history of mankind.

What kind of times are they, when A talk about trees is almost a crime Because it implies silence about so many horrors?

The well-ordered mind knows the value, no less than the charm, of reticence. The fruit of the tree of knowledge ... falls ripe from its stem; but those who have eaten with sobriety find no need to discuss the processes of digestion.

Rest at pale evening... A tall slim tree... Night coming tenderly Black like me

No one has ever successfully painted or photographed a redwood tree. The feeling they produce is not transferable. From them comes silence and awe

I was once walking through the forest alone. A tree fell right in front of me - and I didn't hear it.

Show me two villages, one embowered in trees and blazing with all the glories of October, the other a merely trivial and treelesswaste, or with only a single tree or two for suicides, and I shall be sure that in the latter will be found the most starved and bigoted religionists and the most desperate drinkers.

I have a healthy appetite for solitude. If you don't, you have no business being a writer.

If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, doesn't it just lie there and rot?

Once you know it, you move as a nonbeing. Nobody can make you angry, nobody can make you happy, unhappy, miserable. No! In that emptiness all dualities dissolve: happy, unhappy, miserable, blissful - all dissolve. This is buddhahood. This is what happened under the bodhi tree to Gautam Siddhartha. He reached emptiness. Then everything is silent. You have gone beyond opposites. A master is to help you to go to your inner emptiness, the inner silence, the inner temple.

A Murmur in the Trees - to note - Not loud enough - for Wind - A Star - not far enough to seek - Nor near enough - to find

Music is a bird's answer to the noise and heaviness of words. It puts the mind in a state of exhilarated speechlessness.

We must plant trees, grow gardens instead of lawns, ride bicycles when we can and support responsible local businesses over big brands.