Stand for something or you will fall for anything. Today's mighty oak is yesterday's nut that held its ground.— Rosa Parks
Risky Oak quotations
The mighty Oak was once a little nut that stood its ground.
The bamboo that bends is stronger than the oak that resists.
The strongest oak of the forest is not the one that is protected from the storm and hidden from the sun. It’s the one that stands in the open where it is compelled to struggle for its existence against the winds and rains and the scorching sun.
The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream.
The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.
Although its growth may seem to have been slow, it is to be remembered that it is not a shrub, or plant, to shoot up in the summerand wither in the frosts. The Red Cross is a part of us--it has come to stay--and like the sturdy oak, its spreading branches shall yet encompass and shelter the relief of the nation.
Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut, that held its ground.
The mistletoe hung in the castle hall, The holly branch shone on the old oak wall.
When God wants to make a mushroom, he does it overnight, but when He wants to make a giant oak, He takes a hundred years. Great souls are grown through struggles and storms and seasons of suffering. Be patient with the process.
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees
You can never get enough of what you don't need, because what you don't need won't satisfy you.
The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
Nothing can match the treasure of common memories, of trials endured together, of quarrels and reconciliations and generous emotions. It is idle, having planted an acorn in the morning, to expect that afternoon to sit in the shade of the oak.
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.
We say of the oak, How grand of girth! Of the willow we say, How slender! And yet to the soft grass clothing the earth How slight is the praise we render.
I think the tree is an element of regeneration which in itself is a concept of time. The oak is especially so because it is a slowly growing tree with a kind of really solid heartwood. It has always been a form of sculpture, a symbol for this planet.
A small grove massacred to the last ash, An oak with heart-rot, give away the show: This great society is going to smash; They cannot fool us with how fast they go, How much they cost each other and the gods. A culture is no better than its woods.
Desires dictate our priorities, priorities shape our choices, and choices determine our actions.
Storms make the oak grow deeper roots.
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
Where, twisted round the barren oak, The summer vine in beauty clung, And summer winds the stillness broke, The crystal icicle is hung.
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.
I got a burlap sack, put a brick in the middle, and filled it with rags, corncobs, some Spanish moss, and sand. I hung that sack off the branch of an oak tree. I'd wrap my hands with a necktie of my daddy's and punch at it. My mom gave me an hour a day. My brothers and sisters said, "Nah." I said, "You'll see."
Every noble achievement is a dream before it is a reality just as the oak is an acorn before it is a tree.
The world of life, of spontaneity, the world of dawn and sunset and starlight, the world of soil and sunshine, of meadow and woodland, of hickory and oak and maple and hemlock and pineland forests, of wildlife dwelling around us, of the river and its wellbeing--all of this [is] the integral community in which we live.
You've got to stand for something or you'll fall for anything.
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.
It is progress when a centuries-old oak is cut down to give space for a road sign.
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
What I know of the divine sciences and Holy Scriptures, I learned in woods and fields. I have no other masters than the beeches and the oaks.
The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.
Gabby Giffords deserves a vote. The families of Newtown deserve a vote. The families of Aurora deserve a vote. The families of Oak Creek, and Tucson, and Blacksburg, and the countless other communities ripped open by gun violence - they deserve a simple vote.
Every oak tree started out as a couple of nuts who stood their ground.
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