Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.— Bruce Lee
Revealing Bamboo quotations
God can be realized through all paths.
All religions are true. The important thing is to reach the roof. You can reach it by stone stairs or by wooden stairs or by bamboo steps or by a rope. You can also climb up by a bamboo pole.
There is one thing sure about life: Life will push us hardly many times! When you are pushed, don't be surprised; stay firm like a plane tree or be elastic like a bamboo!
The bamboo that bends is stronger than the oak that resists.
The human capacity for burden is like bamboo- far more flexible than you'd ever believe at first glance.
Let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things.
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo
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.
Memory that yearns to join the centre, a limb remembering the body from which it has been severed, like those bamboo thighs of the god.
Bamboo is not a weed, it's a flowering plant. Bamboo is a magnificent plant.
Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
With women, I've got a long bamboo pole with a leather loop on the end.
I slip the loop around their necks so they can't get away or come too close. Like catching snakes.
Study the teachings of the pine tree, the bamboo, and the plum blossom.
The pine is evergreen, firmly rooted, and venerable. The bamboo is strong, resilient, unbreakable. The plum blossom is hardy, fragrant, and elegant.
The young bamboo can be easily bent, but the full grown bamboo breaks when it is bent with force. It is easy to bend the young heart towards God, but the untrained heart of the old escapes the hold whenever it is so drawn.
But I was also doing odd jobs around Portland, like spreading gravel and transplanting bamboo trees.
If we have a thousand bamboo spears, there's nothing to worry about a war with the Soviet Union.
A garden is to be enjoyed, and should satisfy the mind and not only the eye of the beholder. Sounds such as the rustle of bamboo and the dripping of water, scents and sensations such as grass or gravel or stone underfoot, appeal to the emotions and play a part in the total impression.
I want a girl with extensions in her hair, Bamboo earrings, at least two pair, A Fendi bag and a bad attitude, That's all I need to get me in a good mood. She can walk with a switch and talk with street slang, I love it when a woman ain't scared to do her thing.
Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pines is heard in our kettle. Let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things.
Learn about a pine tree from a pine tree, and about a bamboo plant from a bamboo plant.
Well, it was just, the bars was all just like the bamboo roofs and everything.
You know. As I say, to me, it's completely spoiled all, all these places now. Make them all just tourist traps.
I've had a really weird day, some joker threw bamboo in the penguin enclosure.
They all vaulted out. It was a nightmare, it took me all morning to get them back in.
Give me a Japanese division armed with bamboo spears and I'll wipe out the entire Russian Far Eastern Army.
Destroy the man of wicked thoughts, Like a bamboo-tree with its fruit.
Sweep the garden, any size, said the roshi.
Sweeping, sweeping alone as the garden grows large or small. Any song sung working the garden brings up from sand gravel soil through straw bamboo wood and less tangible elements Power song for the hands Healing song for the senses what can and cannot be perceived of the soul.
You can't breathe for sheer revulsion when you keep finding the bodies of women with bamboo poles thrust up their vaginas. Even old women over 70 are constantly being raped.
Just hopped off the plane came back from Vancouv Little white tee sum boobs & bamboo
My alter egos have changed a lot over the years.
When I was a child, I was a black horse called Storm. Whinnying and jumping over bamboo poles in the garden took up pretty much my entire childhood.
Two monks sit facing, playing chess on the mountain, The bamboo shadow on the board is dark and clear. Not a person sees the bamboo's shadow, One sometimes hears the pieces being moved.
Heat lingers As days are still long;
Early mornings are cool While autumn is still young. Dew on the lotus Scatters pure perfume; Wind on the bamboos Gives off a gentle tinkling. I am idle and lonely, Lying down all day, Sick and decayed; No one asks for me; Thin dusk before my gates, Cassia blossoms inch deep.
You'd think I was shoving bamboo splinters under your nails. (Alice from Twilight)
As a friend at a major American newspaper said to me when I complained about this tendency in his own paper, "You know how these media narratives are. They're like bamboo." Meaning, once they start growing, you can't kill them.
Why are we deforesting for pulp and paper when we have a logical and efficient solution in plants like kenaf or bamboo? It doesn't make sense to me at all.
I just don't believe in helping people who are going to torture me.
Though I don't see any bamboo slivers. How can you possibly torture someone without bamboo slivers?
It never takes longer than a few minutes, when they get together, for everyone to revert to the state of nature, like a party marooned by a shipwreck. That's what a family is. Also the storm at sea, the ship, and the unknown shore. And the hats and the whiskey stills that you make out of bamboo and coconuts. And the fire that you light to keep away the beasts.