All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green,
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You get tragedy where the tree, instead of bending, breaks.
The greatness of man is great in that he knows himself to be miserable. A tree does not know itself to be miserable.
Even if I knew that the world would end tomorrow, I would still plant an apple tree today.
Care is taken that trees do not grow into the sky.
What strength belongs to every plant and animal in nature. The tree or the brook has no duplicity, no pretentiousness, no show. It is, with all its might and main, what it is, and makes one and the same impression and effect at all times.
The trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit.
It is remarkable how closely the history of the apple tree is connected with that of man.
Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.
The tree of knowledge is not the tree of life! And yet can we cast out of our spirits all the good or evil poured into them by so many learned generations? Ignorance cannot be learned.
Great talents are the most lovely and often the most dangerous fruits on the tree of humanity. They hang upon the most slender twigs that are easily snapped off.
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