At first, I thought I was fighting to save rubber trees, then I thought I was fighting to save the Amazon rainforest. Now I realize I am fighting for humanity.
If you are thinking a year ahead, sow a seed. If you are thinking ten years ahead, plant a tree.
He who plants a tree loves others beside himself.
The best friend on Earth of man is the tree. When we use the tree respectfully and economically, we have one of the greatest resources of the Earth.
They are beautiful in their peace; they are wise in their silence. They will stand after we are dust. They teach us, and we tend them.
Though a tree grows so high, the falling leaves return to the root.
A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.
Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.
The great French Marshall Lyautey once asked his gardener to plant a tree. The gardener objected that the tree was slow growing and would not reach maturity for 100 years. The Marshall replied, 'In that case, there is no time to lose; plant it this afternoon!
Trees are poems that Earth writes upon the sky. We fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness.
If what I say resonates with you, it is merely because we are both branches on the same tree.
A tree is our most intimate contact with nature.
A tree uses what comes its way to nurture itself. By sinking its roots deeply into the earth, by accepting the rain that flows towards it, by reaching out to the sun, the tree perfects its character and becomes great. ... Absorb, absorb, absorb. That is the secret of the tree.
Plant trees. They give us two of the most crucial elements for our survival: oxygen and books.
Each generation takes the Earth as trustees. We ought to bequeath to posterity as many forests and orchards as we have exhausted and consumed.
To me, nature is sacred; trees are my temples and forests are my cathedrals.
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.
The forest is a peculiar organism of unlimited kindness and benevolence that makes no demands for its sustenance and extends generously the products of its life and activity; it affords protection to all beings.
People who will not sustain trees will soon live in a world which cannot sustain people.
Reforesting the earth is possible, given a human touch.
When you see the trees swaying to the tune of a gentle breeze... think of it as a dance in your honor.
Plant trees, Lots of trees
An Inconvenient Truth