The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity . . . and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself. ~William Blake
I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it call itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defence the only arms I allow myself to use - silence, exile, and cunning.
James Joyce's A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
3 comments:
Beautiful photo - great quote. Love trees. Soothed by trees. Peaceful in trees. Thanks for the refreshing pix.
A wonderful quote, and an incredible photograph. Love that perspective.
thank you for visiting ladies :)
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