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Last updated on December 4, 2024.
Gehrig was not like the common folk; Created, was he, like the strongest oak.
The live oak can grow sturdily on the hottest hills of central California, contrasting dark green against the golden grass.
Revolutions are not made: they come. A revolution is as natural a growth as an oak. It comes out of the past. Its foundations are laid far back.
How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.
I felt a positive yearning toward one bush this afternoon. There was a match found for me at last. I fell in love with a shrub oak.
Each person enters the world "called," like an oak tree, to fulfill their soul’s agenda.
Just as the acorn contains the mighty oak tree, the Self has everything it needs to fulfill its destiny. When the inner conditions are right, it naturally emerges.
If a hundred-foot oak tree had the mind of a human, it would only grow to be ten feet tall!
There's a group of 12 oak trees on my property in California that I call 'my disciples.' Their branches form a canopy over the ground, and I sit underneath them for inspiration.
At a distance this fine oak seems to be of ordinary size. But if I place myself under its branches, the impression changes completely: I see it as big, and even terrifying in its bigness.
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
Every acorn on the ground is just as alive as the three-hundred-year-old oak tree that towers over it.
I am a born-again atheist, so there isn't going to be a funeral. I will be buried in a linen wrap in a cardboard coffin in my forest with an oak tree planted on my head.
The graceful ivy, clasping the oak that supported it, would form a whole in which strength and beauty would be equally conspicuous.
For their entire lives, even before they met you, your mother and father held their love for you inside their hearts like an acorn holds an oak tree.
Of all the trees that grow so fair Old England to adorn,
Greater are none beneath the Sun
Than Oak, and Ash and Thorn.
Rin slept inside the oak’s thought. Its own memories of weather and growth continued to hum, and like a pond, its stillness reflected back herself.
How vainly men themselves amaze, / To win the palm, the oak, or bays; / And their incessant labours see / Crowned from some single herb or tree.
The oak roars when a high wind wrestles with it; the beech shrieks; the elm sends forth a long, deep groan; the ash pours out moans of thrilling anguish.
It would be easier to grow oak trees by planting marbles than for someone to be saved without the seed of the word.
In New England, the pin oak thrives, its leaves tipping to a thorny point in a good-natured impression of its evergreen neighbor, the holly bush.
My mother always says, "The bamboo that bends is stronger than the oak." I can be very focused and determined. But, I can also be very stubborn. Be flexible be nuanced.
When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with it fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.
As much as I love crisp, clean whites, there's always a time for rich but balanced Chardonnays with oak, especially at Thanksgiving.
Stand for something or you will fall for anything. Today's mighty oak is yesterday's nut that held its ground.
In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.
Always, I seemed to just miss out. Why, I wasn't even the most valuable senior athlete in my high school in Oak Creek, Wisconsin.
What idiocy, to racing into this story and its labyrinths, sprinting away from our happiness among the fresh spring grasses by the oak.
The strength of weak people constantly appalls me. Have you ever seen a vine kill an oak tree? Deadly.
My dining room table is just a huge, great thick slab of oak on a beautiful frame. Whenever people come to supper I invite them to carve their name in it.
Long cold nights mark November's return, grey rains fall, wind walks in the bronze oak leaves.
Each human being is bred with a unique set of potentials that yearn to be fulfilled as surely as the acorn yearns to become the oak within it.
Some men are like oak leaves -- they don't know when they're dead, but still hang right on; and there are others who let go before anything has really touched them.
For anyone who lives in the oak-and-maple area of New England, there is a perennial temptation to plunge into a purple sea of adjectives about October.
Truth is quite beyond the reach of satire. There is so brave a simplicity in her that she can no more be made ridiculous than an oak or a pine.
If you know the differences between an oak and a poplar, a spruce and a pine, down to the needles... you are able to paint that tree with more conviction, even if done with a few broad strokes.
It needs more than a heart of oak to shed all fear except the fear of God.
The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
As naturally as the oak bears an acorn and the vine a gourd, man bears a poem, either spoken or done.
Every noble achievement is a dream before it is a reality just as the oak is an acorn before it is a tree.
I have planted over 6,000 trees at home in Scotland, some of them oak. I'd like my children to be able to watch them grow.
Not every oak has to be gnarled, every detective hard-bitten. The adjective that exists solely as a decoration is a self-indulgence for the writer and an obstacle for the reader.
Where, twisted round the barren oak,
The summer vine in beauty clung,
And summer winds the stillness broke,
The crystal icicle is hung.
I see only a little, lady, but I know that your fortune is as twined with his as the ivy to the oak.
When we really let go, we become everything. At that point we are identified with all things: the flower, the oak tree, the morning star.
The turkey oak can grow practically submerged within the wetlands of Mississippi, its leaves soft as a newborn's skin.
Before the acorn can bring forth the oak, it must become itself a wreck. No plant ever came from any but a wrecked seed.
You know, I never imagined there were he-dryads. Not even in an oak tree." One of the giants grinned at him. Druellae snorted. "Stupid! Where do you think acorns come from?
You can take for granted that people know more or less what a street, a shop, a beach, a sky, an oak tree look like. Tell them what makes this one different.
Surely oak and threefold brass surrounded his heart who first trusted a frail vessel to the merciless ocean.
Let me look upward into the branches of the flowering oak and know that it grew great and strong because it grew slowly and well.
What will the solemn Hemlock- What will the Oak tree say?
There was nothing dishonourable in not being blown about by every little modern wind. Better to have worth, to entrench, to be an oak of one's own generation.
He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!
I went to a public school in Oak Harbor, Ohio, and it's a very rural community. I was an artist kid, and I just didn't fit in very well.
Many strokes, though with a little axe, hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak.
We do not make beams from the hollow, decaying trunk of the fallen oak. We use the upsoaring tree in the full vigor of its sap.
Think of the fierce energy concentrated in an acorn! You bury it in the ground, and it explodes into an oak! Bury a sheep, and nothing happens but decay.
It is a vast wilderness of rocks in a sea of light, colored and glowing like oak and maple in autumn, when the sun gold is richest
The green reed which bends in the wind is stronger than the mighty oak which breaks in a storm.
