The heart of another is a dark forest.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.
Your soul is a dark forest. But the trees are of a particular species, they are genealogical trees.
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.
I'm always astonished by a forest. It makes me realise that the fantasy of nature is much larger than my own fantasy. I still have things to learn.
The world's a forest, in which all lose their way; though by a different path each goes astray.
It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
So in the dark we hide the heart that bleeds, And wait, and tend our agonizing seeds.
Rationalism and Newtonian science has lured us into dark woods, but a new metaphysics can rescue us.
When we settled our country, the dark forest was considered in some ways evil and something that you needed to plow or, later, bulldoze. We now have a new understanding of the interconnectedness of ecosystems and the need for bird flyways and why all species matter.
The beginnings of a forest is one of the ugliest things on the planet. It's bleak and your neighbours hate you.
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