“ Here is Menard's own intimate forest: 'Now I am traversed by bridle paths, under the seal of sun and shade...I live in great density...Shelter lures me. I slump down into the thick foliage...In the fo… Gaston Bachelard
“ I want to hear the wind in the trees. Feel the sun warm my back. I want to see birds fly in a sky with no boundaries. Lea Doué
“ Look: the trees exist; the houseswe dwell in stand there stalwartly. Only wepass by it all, like a rush of air.And everything conspires to keep quiet about us,half out of shame perhaps, half out of so… Rainer Maria Rilke
“ A row of trees far away, there on the hillside.But what is it, a row of trees? It’s just trees.Row and the plural trees aren’t things, they’re names. Alberto Caeiro
