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carnival fields fire folk gypsy merry
A gypsy fire is on the hearth,Sign of the carnival of mirth;Through the dun fields and from the gladeFlash merry folk in masquerade,For this is Hallowe'en! Author unknown
raw-materials complicated lumber
Processing the human raw material is naturally more complicated than processing lumber. Maxim Gorky
tree fruit growing
Even chimps understand the concept - if a troop of chimps enters a fruit tree, they will only pick the fruits that are ripe and leave the others growing. That is sustainability. Jane Goodall
tree earth forests
Life on earth is inconceivable without trees. Anton Chekhov
tree demand soil
It takes place, by and large, with the same sort of necessity as a tree brings forth fruit, and demands of the world no more than a soil on which the individual can flourish. Arthur Schopenhauer
tree soul world
my beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead christmas trees of the world. Charles Bukowski
tree rodin study
I refused [to study under Rodin] because nothing grows under large trees. Constantin Brancusi
tree storm break
A storm breaks trees. It only bends grass. Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
tree doubt awakening
The greater the doubt, the greater the awakening Albert Einstein
tree fruit bears
How is it possible to live like a machine and bear fruit like a tree? Douglas Wilson
tree fruit culture
A statesman who shakes the fruit trees of his neighbors - to dislodge the worms. Ambrose Bierce
violin painting made
I inherited a painting and a violin which turned out to be a Rembrandt and a Stradivarius. Unfortunately, Rembrandt made lousy violins and Stradivarius was a terrible painter. Tommy Cooper
woody mets wanted
Through movies, I have met nearly everyone I have wanted to, except Woody Allen. Anurag Kashyap
woods fool lucky
We're always lucky,' I said and like a fool I did not knock on wood. Ernest Hemingway
wood
Right now, Wood is progressing like we want him to. We just don't want any setbacks, that's No. 1. Dusty Baker
woods longing silent
The nunneries of silent nooks, the murmured longing of the wood. James Russell Lowell