J.R.R. Tolkien, Letter to Houghton Mifflin Co. (June 30, 1955):
I am (obviously) much in love with plants and above all trees; and I find human maltreatment of them as hard to bear as some find ill-treatment of animals.
J.R.R. Tolkien, Letter to Jane Neave (Sept. 8-9, 1962):
There was a great treea huge poplar with vast limbsvisible through my window even as I lay in bed. I loved it, and was anxious about it. It had been savagely mutilated some years before, but had gallantly grown new limbsthough of course not with the unblemished grace of its former natural self; and now a foolish neighbour was agitating to have it felled. Every tree has its enemy, few have an advocate. (Too often the hate is irrational, a fear of anything large and alive, and not easily tamed or destroyed, though it may clothe itself in pseudo-rational terms.)