Oak Quotes
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Oak Quotes & Sayings
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                                    It is not pride when the beech-tree refuses to copy the oak. The only chance of any healthy life for it is to be as full a beech-tree as it can be.                                
                                                        — Phillips Brooks
                        
                        
				                                                            
                                    You stand beneath the arthritic boughs of any English oak, and you survey a thousand tales.                                
                                                        — Jim Crace
                        
                        
				                                                            
                                    A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard; Why aren't we like that wise old bird?                                
                                                        — Edward Richards
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Our destinies are intertwined
like the stems of ivy on an oak tree. — Chris Tinniswood
                                				
        		        				like the stems of ivy on an oak tree. — Chris Tinniswood
				                                                            
                                    A critic is to an author as a fungus to an oak.                                
                                                        — Edward Abbey
                        
                                				
        		        				
                        
				                                                            
                                    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.                                
                                                        — Dennis Merzel
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    You cannot plant an acorn in the morning, and expect that afternoon to sit in the shade of an oak.                                
                                                        — Antoine De Saint-Exupery
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                        
				                                                            
                                    In her time in the human city, she'd noticed the police often had that stance, as if making themselves oak-like would deter wrongdoers.                                
                                                        — India Drummond
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    An oak tree and I are made of the same stuff. If you go far enough back, we have a common ancestor. The                                
                                                        — Carl Sagan
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    And at home by the fire, whenever you look up there I shall be -  and whenever I look up, there will be you.
-Gabriel Oak — Thomas Hardy
                                				
        		        				-Gabriel Oak — Thomas Hardy
				                                                            
                                    bigger than a closet, empty except for an old oak door all bound                                
                                                        — Patrick Rothfuss
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The graceful ivy, clasping the oak that supported it, would form a whole in which strength and beauty would be equally conspicuous.                                
                                                        — Mary Wollstonecraft
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Not every oak has to be gnarled.                                
                                                        — William Zinsser
                        
                        
				                                                            
                                    The polished oak floors reflected the light of the overhead crystal chandelier and gleaned under the plush deep red Persian rug.                                
                                                        — Robin R. Murphy
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.                                
                                                        — James Russell Lowell
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    So it's all good to go. Pound away, man!                                
                                                        — Sophie Oak
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    At my home in the southwest of France, I grow oak, hazel, and lemon trees in my backyard.                                
                                                        — Alain Ducasse
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.                                
                                                        — William Congreve
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    For the oak recalls the acorn, the acorn dreams the oak, the stump lives in them both.                                
                                                        — George R R Martin
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    An acorn does not see itself as a seed, but as an oak tree.                                
                                                        — Matshona Dhliwayo
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Storms make the oak grow deeper roots.                                
                                                        — George Herbert
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    An oak is no respecter of persons.                                
                                                        — Aldo Leopold
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Unless the prince knows how to cull an oak or carve from ash, I'm not interested. I don't like pampered boys.                                
                                                        — Sarah Dalton
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    As much as I love crisp, clean whites, there's always a time for rich but balanced Chardonnays with oak, especially at Thanksgiving.                                
                                                        — Gary Vaynerchuk
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Soul of fibre and heart of oak.                                
                                                        — Miguel De Cervantes
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Where are the rough brave Britons to be found With Hearts of Oak, so much of old renowned?                                
                                                        — Bill Vaughan
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Sunrise over the mountain-forest was gorgeous - Aurora brushing out her golden tresses with a comb of dark-needled pine and bare-limbed oak.                                
                                                        — J. Aleksandr Wootton
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Resting on the roots of this old oak I lean back against his knotted trunk, shine my granny smith on my sleeve And ponder the days ...                                
                                                        — Kellie Elmore
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    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.                                
                                                        — Henry David Thoreau
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The oak, when living, monarch of the wood; The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.                                
                                                        — Charles Churchill
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The strength of weak people constantly appalls me. Have you ever seen a vine kill an oak tree? Deadly.                                
                                                        — Rae Foley
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Of all the trees that grow so fair Old England to adorn,
Greater are none beneath the Sun
Than Oak, and Ash and Thorn. — Rudyard Kipling
                                				
        		        				Greater are none beneath the Sun
Than Oak, and Ash and Thorn. — Rudyard Kipling
				                                                            
                                    The vice minister's wife sits so upright that it seems as if her spine is hewn from oak.                                
                                                        — Anthony Doerr
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    It would be easier to grow oak trees by planting marbles than for someone to be saved without the seed of the word.                                
                                                        — Steven J. Lawson
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Autumn flings her fiery cloak over the sumac, beech and oak.                                
                                                        — Susan Lendroth
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The acorn of honest inquiry has often sprouted and matured into a great oak of understanding.                                
                                                        — Dieter F. Uchtdorf
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    If you're an oak
you don't pretend
you are a flower — Matsuo Basho
                                				
        		        				you don't pretend
you are a flower — Matsuo Basho
				                                                            
                                    You said you were bad for me."
"I am, but I'm starting to wonder if you might be good for me. — Sophie Oak
                                				
        		        				"I am, but I'm starting to wonder if you might be good for me. — Sophie Oak
				                                                            
                                    When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with its fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.                                
                                                        — Thomas Carlyle
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    You look different now. Like a proper little girl."
"I look like an oak tree, with all these stupid acorns."
"Nice, though. A nice oak tree. — George R R Martin
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				"I look like an oak tree, with all these stupid acorns."
"Nice, though. A nice oak tree. — George R R Martin
				                                                            
                                    As soon as I turned toward the steps, my vision filled with the magnificence of the large oak tree. And there, rocking from its branch, was the swing.                                
                                                        — Rebecca Donovan
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    I think character never changes; the Acorn becomes an Oak, which is very little like an Acorn to be sure, but it never becomes an Ash ...                                
                                                        — Hester Lynch Piozzi
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    If that's what it takes". Jack had the confidence of a man who knew he had all the exits guarded. "Location 1044                                
                                                        — Sophie Oak
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    If a hundred-foot oak tree had the mind of a human, it would only grow to be ten feet tall!                                
                                                        — T. Harv Eker
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The tallest oak tree once was an acorn that any pig could have swallowed.                                
                                                        — Arthur Schopenhauer
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Mark's favorite tree, he says, happened in ohio. 'It was a oak. Which I climbed up it.                                
                                                        — Adam Hammer
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    As naturally as the oak bears an acorn and the vine a gourd, man bears a poem, either spoken or done.                                
                                                        — Henry David Thoreau
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    This supreme instance of Troy's goodness fell upon Gabriel's ears like the thirteenth stroke of a crazy clock.                                
                                                        — Thomas Hardy
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    When you think about it, I really should be punished. I think a figging is the only way to go.                                
                                                        — Sophie Oak
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The soul and heart are intertwined like the vine is to the oak.                                
                                                        — Emilie Petersen
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The talking oak To the ancient spoke. But any tree Will talk to me.                                
                                                        — Mary Carolyn Davies
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Perhaps to love is to learn
to walk through this world.
To learn to be silent
Like the oak and linden of fable.
To learn to see — Octavio Paz
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				to walk through this world.
To learn to be silent
Like the oak and linden of fable.
To learn to see — Octavio Paz
				                                                            
                                    He was still as an oak trunk, silent as a candle.                                
                                                        — Charlie N. Holmberg
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The mistletoe hung in the castle hall, The holly branch shone on the old oak wall.                                
                                                        — Thomas Haynes Bayly
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Ailer is no man to a prisoner - he is a living door, a barrier of flesh and blood adding strength to restraints of oak and iron.                                
                                                        — Alexandre Dumas
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Every noble achievement is a dream before it is a reality just as the oak is an acorn before it is a tree.                                
                                                        — Patience Strong
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Monastic communities are to the great social community what the mistletoe is to the oak, what the wart is to the human body.                                
                                                        — Victor Hugo
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    A large, branching, aged oak is perhaps the most venerable of all inanimate objects.                                
                                                        — William Shenstone
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Very well, said Oak, firmly, with the bearing of one who was going to give his days and nights to Ecclesiastes for ever.                                
                                                        — Thomas Hardy
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    This oak tree and me, we're made of the same stuff.                                
                                                        — Carl Sagan
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    He had been held to her by a beautiful thread which it pained him to spoil by breaking, rather than by a chain he could not break.                                
                                                        — Thomas Hardy
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Where, twisted round the barren oak,
The summer vine in beauty clung,
And summer winds the stillness broke,
The crystal icicle is hung. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
                                				
        		        				The summer vine in beauty clung,
And summer winds the stillness broke,
The crystal icicle is hung. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
				                                                            
                                    Roots like an oak tree, Barney." He                                
                                                        — Dean Koontz
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The oak ... has not the efficacy of the fir , nor the cypress that of the elm .                                
                                                        — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    It's just a little guy-liner,                                
                                                        — Sophie Oak
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Nothing is less promising than precocity. A young thistle is more like a future tree than is a young oak.                                
                                                        — Marie Von Ebner-Eschenbach
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Oak and iron, guard me well, or else I'm dead, and doomed to hell.                                
                                                        — George R R Martin