Tree Loss Quotes

Formerly, Ireland was a vast forest…. It is now almost destitute of trees.

I wish I was a despot that I might save the noble, the beautiful trees that are daily falling sacrifice to the cupidity of their owners, or the necessity of the poor. The unnecessary felling of a tree, perhaps the growth of centuries, seems to me a crime little short of murder.

As Dutch elm disease spread across Britain in the 1970s, the country fell into mourning. When the sentinel trees that framed our horizons were felled, their loss was a constant topic of sad and angry conversation.

The suburb is a place where someone cuts down all the trees to build houses, and then names the streets after the trees.

Even if one tree falls down it wouldn't affect the entire forest.

Trees had died to make these forms, and that seemed a great pity to me.

I knew the tree when it grew, and the tree is now gone. The farmers cut it up, and it's become firewood. And there's this tremendous sense of absence and shock and violence attendant to that collapsing tree.