“and even the trees we walkedunderseemedless thantreesand more like everythingelse.”
“The wonder is that we can see these trees and not wonder more.”
“So the more things remained the same, the more they changed after all. Nothing endures. Not love, not a tree, not even a death by violence.”
“We and the trees and the wayBack from the fields of playLasted as long as we could.No more walks in the wood.”
“Character is like a tree and reputation its shadow. The shadow is what we think it is and the tree is the real thing.”
“Like a tree losing its leaves. I forget even the thing I was thinking.”