woods Quotes

“All over America today people would be dragging themselves to work, stuck in traffic jams, wreathed in exhaust smoke. I was going for a walk in the woods. ”

“Woods are not like other spaces... They make you feel small.. like a small child lost in a crowd of strange legs. Stand in a desert or prairie and you know you are in a big space. Stand in a woods and you only sense it. They are a vast featureless nowhere. And they are alive.”

“There was something about Idgie that was like a wild animal. She wouldn’t let anybody get too close to her. When she thought that somebody like her too much, she’d just take off in the woods.”

“This forest eats itself and lives forever.”

“When he speaks at last, his voice is weary, and defeated. He doesn’t know how to be angry with me, either. We are like damp wood that won’t light.”

“I must have walked a mile into the woods until I found a stream. It was a clear athletic stream that rushed and ran and jumped and splashed.”

“See that falcon? Hear those white-throated sparrows? Smell that skunk? Well, the falcon takes the sky, the white-throated sparrow takes the low bushes, the skunk takes the earth...I take the woods.”

“The tradesman, the attorney comes out of the din and craft of the street, and sees the sky and the woods, and is a man again.”

″... Pa and Ma and Mary and Laura and baby Carrie left their little house in the Big Woods of Wisconsin. They drove away and left it lonely and empty in the clearing among the big trees, and they never saw that little house again.”

“Soon the whole woods could hear the voice bawl, ‘How did you get to be tiny and small? You’re too small to huddle and cuddle,’ it said, ‘and you’ll only get lost in my giant-sized bed!’ ”

“Then they ran and they ran through the dark woods back to their homes as fast as they could...all the way back to their snuggly beds, where they huddled and cuddled their own little teds.”

“Eddie’s off to find his teddy. Eddie’s teddy’s name is Freddie.”

Deep in the woods in an old white cabin, three friends make their pumpkin soup the same way every day. The Cat slices up the pumpkin, the Squirrel stirs in the water, and the Duck tips in just enough salt.

“Toad found some rope in the cellar. ‘I will pull Frog out of the hole with this,’ said Toad. Toad found a lantern in the attic. ‘Frog will see this light. I will show him the way out of the woods,’ said Toad. Toad found a frying pan in the kitchen. ‘I will hit that big animal with this,’ said Toad. ‘All of his teeth with fall out. Frog, do not worry,’ cried Toad. ‘I am coming to help you!’ “

“Trees make the woods. They make everything beautiful. Even if you have just one tree, it is nice too.”

“In his small house at the other side of the wood, Mr. Tickle was asleep. You didn’t know that there was such a thing as a Tickle, did you? Well, there is!”

“Sitting in his armchair in his small house at the other side of the wood, he laughed and laughed every time he thought about all the people he had tickled. So, if you are in any way ticklish, beware of Mr Tickle and those extraordinary long arms of his. Just think. Perhaps, he’s somewhere about at this very moment while you’re reading this book.”

“Topthorn and I were hitched up side by side to an old hay cart and [...] driven up through the woods, back toward the thunder of the gunfire and the wounded that awaited us.”

“The Mayor was still, and the Council stood as if they were changed into blocks of wood. Unable to move a step or cry to the children merrily skipping by, they could only follow with the eye that joyous crowd at the Piper’s back.”

“Scarce had he advanced toward the wood when all the great trees, the bushes, and brambles gave way of themselves to let him pass through; he walked up to the castle which he saw at the end of a large avenue which he went into; and what a little surprised him was that he saw none of his people could follow him, because the trees closed again as soon as he passed through them. However, he did not cease from continuing his way; a young and amorous prince is always valiant.”

“On the way they talked about what they would do in the wood. They decided to play hide and seek, ‘Babes in the wood’, and a short game of ‘he’. After this they would lie on their backs in the grass and just gaze up at the blue sky.”

“He had never disobeyed the order to hide. Even as a toddler, barely able to walk in the backyard’s tall grass, he had somehow understood the fear in his mother’s voice. But on this day, the day they began taking the woods away, he hesitated.”

“Sir, if I were you, so help me God, I would say, ‘turn back ye proud peasants! I have reached the edge of the wood now; the rooster shall stay here. In spite of you I will eat him in faith, and not be long about it.’ ”

″ ‘See’, said the widow as the fox slunk into the grove, ‘that is the result of trusting in flattery.’ ”

“Everything seems to have a soul—wood, stones, the wine we drink and the earth we tread on. Everything, boss, absolutely everything!”

“Where am I going? I don’t quite know. What does it matter where people go? Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow- Anywhere, anywhere. I don’t know.”

“Sometimes people leave you Halfway through the wood Others may decieve you You decide what’s good You decide alone But no one is alone”

″‘Ever since I was little,’ Mullet Fingers said, ‘I’ve been watchin’ this place disappear - the piney woods, the scrub, the creeks, the glades. Even the beaches, man - they put up all these giant hotels and only goober tourists are allowed. It really sucks.‘”

“Given a chance, a child will bring the confusion of the world to the woods, wash it in the creek, turn it over to see what lives on the unseen side of that confusion.”