Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaphgreen leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree.
(Cyril Connolly (1903-1974), British critic. "The Journal of Cyril Connolly 1928-1937," published in David Pryce-Jones, Journal and Memoir (1983).
Pryce-Jones chose these words for his book's epigraph.)
Sir, a man who cannot get to heaven in a green coat, will not find his way thither the sooner in a grey one.
(Samuel Johnson (1709-1784), British author, lexicographer. repr. In Johnsonian Miscellanies, vol. 1, p. 222, ed. George Birkbeck Hill (1891). Quoted in Hester Piozzi, Anecdotes of the Late Samuel Johnson (1786).)
So that's why you're green around the gills. Spring comes to the bushveldt, the young bucks start butting their heads together.
(Leigh Brackett (1915-1978), U.S. screenwriter, and Howard Hawks. Sean Mercer (John Wayne), Hatari! Commenting on the romantic rivalry between Kurt Mueller (Hardy Kruger) and Chips Maurey (Gerard Blain) (1962).
From a Story by Harry Kur.)