When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And
the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our
merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.
---William Blake
Are you green and growing or ripe and rotting?
---Ray Kroc
You could cover the whole earth with asphalt, but sooner or later green grass would break through.
---Ilya Ehrenburg
