I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.

That one liked touching trees and bushes, as though studying them for a college paper or something.

I like trees, and respect other people who like trees.

"Me brother likes trees," Ivan answered without the slightest hesitation.

They like trees and more wooded places, where it's easier to hide.

She had always liked trees and bushes, running water and high bridges.

"I like trees," she explained, as if reading my thoughts.

If you don't like trees, move somewhere else, please.

I've never heard of anyone who doesn't like green trees.

I'd forgotten how much I like trees.