Dark Woods Quotes

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  But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.

  Robert Frost

  Love, Inspirational, Tattoo

  "Stopping byWoods on a Snowy Evening" l. 13 (1923)

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• The woods are lovely, dark, and deep but I have promises to keep...

  Robert Frost

  Tattoo, Running, Taken

  "Stopping byWoods on a Snowy Evening" l. 13 (1923)

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• Hold infinity in the palm of your hand.

  William Blake

  Nature, Flower, Eternity Of Life

  'Auguries of Innocence' (c.1803) l. 1

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• . . . the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadows, the body heat of the pony and man - all belong to the same family. . . . The White Man must treat the beasts of this land as his brothers.

  Chief Seattle

  Brother, Horse, Equality

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• Every part of the earth is sacred to my people.

  Chief Seattle

  Native American, People, Earth

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• Whose woods these are I think I know.
  His house is in the village though;
  He will not see me stopping here
  To watch his woods fill up with snow.

  Robert Frost

  Thinking, Snow, House

  "Stopping byWoods on a Snowy Evening" l. 1 (1923)

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• How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is sacred to my people.

  Chief Seattle

  Nature, Air, Land

  Seattle (Chief) (1976). “Chief Seattle's Testimony”

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• Midway in our life's journey, I went astray
  from the straight road and woke to find myself
  alone in a dark wood.

  Dante Alighieri

  Book, Dark, Journey

  Dante Alighieri (2001). “The Purgatorio”, p.433, Penguin

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  In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.

  Dante Alighieri

  Life, Dark, Journey

  Dante Alighieri (1961). “The Divine Comedy: Volume 1: Inferno”, p.23, Oxford University Press

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• Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods. Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt. But there’s music in us. Hope is pushed down but the angel flies up again taking us with her.

  Jack Gilbert

  Dream, Angel, Heart

  Jack Gilbert, “Horses At Midnight Without A Moon”

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• I watched her departure, as one watches a sunset. She went like a radiance through the dark wood, which was henceforth bright to me, from simply knowing that such a creature was in it.

  George MacDonald

  Sunset, Dark, Knowing

  George Macdonald (2015). “MacDonalds’ Fairy-Tale Treasure Chest”, p.673, Simon and Schuster

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• As Dante says in the beginning of the Inferno, 'In the midst of life's journey I found myself in a dark wood, for the right path was lost.' I think we're all doing that, in our various ways Looking for our Selves in the dark wood. I hope you find yourself on your journey.

  Christopher Vogler

  Dark, Thinking, Journey

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• I like cluttered, old, dark-wood antiques. I like character.

  Martha Plimpton

  Character, Dark, Antiques

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• Midway along the journey of our life I woke to find myself in a dark wood, for I had wandered off from the straight path. How hard it is to tell what it was like, this wood of wilderness, savage and stubborn (the thought of it brings back all my old fears), a bitter place! Death could scarce be bitterer. But if I would show the good that came of it I must talk about things other than the good.

  Dante Alighieri

  Dark, Journey, Woods

  Dante Alighieri, Mark Musa (1995). “Dante's Inferno: The Indiana Critical Edition”, p.19, Indiana University Press

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• "Oh, when we are journeying through the murky night and the dark woods of affliction and sorrow, it is something to find here and there a spray broken, or a leafy stem bent down with the tread of His foot and the brush of His hand as He passed; and to remember that the path He trod He has hallowed, and thus to find lingering fragrance and hidden strength in the remembrance of Him as "in all points tempted like as we are," bearing grief for us, bearing grief with us, bearing grief like us."

  Alexander MacLaren

  Christian, Grief, Dark

  Alexander Maclaren (1871). “Sermons Preached in Manchester: First series”, p.89

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• How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the Earth is sacred to my people, every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clear and humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people.

  Chief Seattle

  Brother, Horse, Memories

  "Flow: For Love of Water". Documentary, www.imdb.com. 2008.

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• Take from my palms, to soothe your heart, a little honey, a little sun, in obedience to Persephone's bees. You can't untie a boat that was never moored, nor hear a shadow in its furs, nor move through thick life without fear. For us, all that's left is kisses tattered as the little bees that die when they leave the hive. Deep in the transparent night they're still humming, at home in the dark wood on the mountain, in the mint and lungwort and the past. But lay to your heart my rough gift, this unlovely dry necklace of dead bees that once made a sun out of honey.

  Osip Mandelstam

  Moving, Home, Heart

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• Rationalism and Newtonian science has lured us into dark woods, but a new metaphysics can rescue us.

  Huston Smith

  Dark, Science, Woods

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• And what is the problem? It is the old problem of the anxious searcher - the mythic in the interior castle, the poet-pilgrim in a dark wood not sure how to proceed. Which way is the right way?

  Paul Elie

  Dark, Castles, Woods

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• All night I streched my arms across him, rivers of blood, the dark woods, singing with all my skin and bone ''Please keep him safe. Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed to pieces.'' Makes a cathedral, him pressing against me, his lips at my neck, and yes, I do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me like stars.

  Richard Siken

  Stars, Fall, Believe

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• You sit back in the darkness, nursing your beer, breathing in that ineffable aroma of the old-time saloon: dark wood, spilled beer, good cigars, and ancient whiskey - the sacred incense of the drinking man.

  Bruce Aidells

  Humorous, Drinking, Nursing

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• But what if your fire is not burning well or, worse, has gone out? Without inner fire, you have no light, no heat, no desire... there's only one way out - and that's through the dark woods. You must change your life.

  Phil Cousineau

  Dark, Fire, Light

  Phil Cousineau (2008). “Stoking the Creative Fires: 9 Ways to Rekindle Passion and Imagination”, p.22, Conari Press

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• I am not a smart man, particularly, but one day, at long last, I stumbled from the dark woods of my own, and my family's, and my country's past, holding in my hands these truths: that love grows from the rich loam of forgiveness; that mongrels make good dogs; that the evidence of God exists in the roundness of things. This much, at least, I've figured out. I know this much is true.

  Wally Lamb

  Country, Dog, Smart

  Wally Lamb (1998). “I Know This Much Is True”, p.897, Cambridge University Press

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• Hawthorne has given us a tradition that some people refer to as Yankee Magic Realism, and I do think there is a certain quality to the landscape that definitely leads into the dark woods.

  Alice Hoffman

  Dark, Thinking, Magic Realism

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• Said the Sun to the Moon-'When you are but a lonely white crone, And I, a dead King in my golden armour somewhere in a dark wood, Remember only this of our hopeless love That never till Time is done Will the fire of the heart and the fire of the mind be one

  Edith Sitwell

  Lonely, Kings, Heart

  Dame Edith Sitwell (1952). “Selected Poems”

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