Here beneath the towering pines, by the river blue Farragut will ever stand, alma mater true
The pine stays green in winter... wisdom in hardship.
It is as difficult to win love as it is to pack salt in pine needles.
To pine for the days before public education became a practical reality is to pine for an America held back by mass ignorance and mass illiteracy.
And you are certainly not the pine-scented air. There is just no way that you are the pine-scented air
It's as difficult to win love as to wrap salt in pine needles.
Creede is built of new pine boards and lies between two immense mountains covered with pines and snow.
Kim Pine: Scott, if your life had a face, I would punch it. Scott Pilgrim: Hahahaha... wait, what? Kim Pine: I mean, are you really happy or really evil? Scott Pilgrim: Evil? You mean, do I have, like, ulterior motives? I'm offended, Kim. Kim Pine: W...
The laughter of someone pining for his beloved is like that of someone who is always crying.
With a piece of bread in your hand you'll find paradise under a pine tree.
The nurses did their best to spruce up the antiseptic corridors but the smell of pine boughs was overpowered by Pine Sol and no one paused beneath the mistletoe on the contagious ward.
And the pine trees that smell so wonderfully of spicy power. Shall I never see a mountain pine again? Really that would be no misfortune. To forgo something: that also has its fragrance and its power.
Kim Pine: Scott Pilgrim, you're the salt of the earth. Scott Pilgrim: Thanks, Kim. Kim Pine: I meant "scum" of the earth.
I could never leave,' Pine Sap said. 'Why?' she asked. Pine Sap shrugged, and gestured in the direction of the village. 'Because I think people must be the same everywhere. Only these people are my bones.
Kim Pine: Believe it or not I used to date Scott in high school. Ramona V. Flowers: Oh? Do you have any embarrassing stories? Kim Pine: [laughs sarcastically] Yeah... he's an idiot!
Kim Pine: Scott. Not that I care, but you should go talk to Ramona before she's gone. Scott Pilgrim: Thanks, Kim. Kim Pine: And I really don't care.
The first and most natural way of lighting the houses of the American colonists, both in the North and South, was by the pine-knots of the fat pitch-pine, which, of course, were found everywhere in the greatest plenty in the forests.
Christmas crept into Pine Cove like a creeping Christmas thing: dragging garland, ribbon, and sleigh bells, oozing eggnog, reeking of pine, and threatening festive doom like a cold sore under the mistletoe.
I think that I do feel that my nature is to express what this self, this particular self at this time, experiences in the world. And that is so organic - I use this metaphor a lot but I'll use it again - it's like a pine tree producing pine cones, or...
The mountain trees that grew between the pines were a brilliant blaze of fall colors, like fire against the emerald green of the pines, firs and pruces. And it was, as I'd told myself long ago, the year's last passionate love affair before it grew ol...
Learning patience was not an easy lesson.
