Nature Metaphor Quotes

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

Not idly do the leaves of Lorien fall

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like our illusions, the light diminishing like our intelligence, the sun growing colder like our affections, the rivers becoming frozen like our lives--all bear secret relations to our destinies.

A person is born form the deep conditions of the world. A person pokes up from the world and roll along like a wave. Until it's time to sink down again. Up, down. Person, wave.

Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.

And as a single leaf turns not yellow but with the silent knowledge of the whole tree.

Books are carefully folded forests/void of autumn/bound from the sun

We might say that the earth has the spirit of growth; that its flesh is the soil.

we cling to our last pleasures as the tree clings to its last leaves.

It is better to be a young June-bug than an old bird of paradise.

Leaves are verbs that conjugate the seasons.

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods. Time will changeit,I'mwellaware, aswinterchangesthetrees. My Love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneatha source of little visible delight but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

Argentine political life is like the life of an ant community or an African forest tribe: full of events, full of crisis and deaths, but life is always cyclical, and the year ends as it begins.

It's a feminine universe, and every person who has ever tried to convince you otherwise is doing little more than pounding on his mother's breast, enraged by the predicament he faces as a leaf, dangling from the tree of life.

Our lives are like islands in the sea, or like trees in the forest. The maple and the pine may whisper to each other with their leaves ... But the trees also commingle their roots in the darkness underground, and the islands also hang together through the ocean's bottom.

What miracle is this? This giant tree. It stands ten thousand feet high But doesn't reach the ground. Still it stands. Its roots must hold the sky.

I doubt trees are ever told to 'be the screwed-up ninth-grader.'

When I was 18 years old I went to Shakespeare Company, the school, and I wrote a poem about my leaves - I felt like a tree that had no leaves. That is the life at 18.

A woman is a branchy tree and man a singing wind; and from her branches carelessly he takes what he can find.

Every fact is impure, but every fact contains in it the juices of life. Every fact is a clod, from which may grow an amaranth or a palm.