Arbor Day Quotes

The great object to be attained through the observance of Arbor Day is the cultivation of a love for nature among children, with the confident expectation that thereby the needless de-struction of the forests will be stayed, and the improvement of grounds about school buildings and residences will be promoted.

The primary purpose of the Legislature in establishing "Arbor Day," was to develop and stimulate in the children of the Commonwealth a love and reverence for Nature as revealed in trees and shrubs and flowers. In the language of the statute, "to encourage the planting, protection and preservation of trees and shrubs" was believed to be the most effectual way in which to lead our children to love Nature and reverence Nature's God, and to see the uses to which these natural objects may be put in making our school grounds more healthful and at-tractive.

Thanksgiving is the holiday that encompasses all others. All of them, from Martin Luther King Day to Arbor Day to Christmas to Valentine's Day, are in one way or another about being thankful.

Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world.

You can live for years next door to a big pine tree, honored to have so venerable a neighbor, even when it sheds needles all over your flowers or wakes you, dropping big cones onto your deck at still of night.

What did the tree learn from the earth to be able to talk with the sky?

I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast.

If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer. But if he spends his days as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is deemed an industrious and enterprising citizen.

The groves were God's first temples.

Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, then names the streets after them.

We of an older generation can get along with what we have, though with growing hardship; but in your full manhood and womanhood you will want what nature once so bountifully supplied and man so thoughtlessly destroyed; and because of that want you will reproach us, not for what we have used, but for what we have wasted...So any nation which in its youth lives only for the day, reaps without sowing, and consumes without husbanding, must expect the penalty of the prodigal whose labor could with difficulty find him the bare means of life.

Like the trees, we are visitors, guests of the earth.

If you would know strength and patience, welcome the company of trees.

No wonder the hills and groves were God's first temples, and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches, the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself.

Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?

Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!

Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.

God cannot save them from fools.

Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree

God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fools.

You can gauge a country's wealth, its real wealth, by its tree cover.

Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.

When trees burn, they leave the smell of heartbreak in the air.

I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.

To be poor and be without trees, is to be the most starved human being in the world. To be poor and have trees, is to be completely rich in ways that money can never buy.

Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life.

Of all man's works of art, a cathedral is greatest. A vast and majestic tree is greater than that.

I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree.

The wonder is that we can see these trees and not wonder more.

Each generation of humanity takes the earth as trustees... We ought to bequeath to posterity as many forests and orchards as we have exhausted and consumed.

The cultivation of trees is the cultivation of the good, the beautiful and the ennobling in man.

A people without children would face a hopeless future; a country without trees is almost as helpless.

Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.

He who plants a tree, plants a hope.

Arbor Day is not like other holidays. Each of those reposes on the past, while Arbor Day proposes for the future.

The school children of New York State planted more than 200,000 trees within ten years from the time Arbor Day was recognized. Few similar efforts in years have been more thoroughly commendable than the effort to get our people practically to show their appreciation of the beauty and usefulness of trees.

If I thought I was going to die tomorrow, I should nevertheless plant a tree today.

The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.

Will urban sprawl spread so far that most people lose all touch with nature? Will the day come when the only bird a typical American child ever sees is a canary in a pet shop window? When the only wild animal he knows is a rat-glimpsed on a night drive through some city slum? When the only tree he touches is the cleverly fabricated plastic evergreen that shades his gifts on Christmas morning?

For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.

The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit.

Forests are the lungs of our land.

No man manages his affairs as well as a tree does

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.

I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beechtree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.

The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.

I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do.