Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
You knocked the door down." Disbelief rang in his matter-of-fact tone. "I know," she answered,unable to say anything else. Unable to look away from his body. "But it's solid oak." "I know." She felt the solid oak beneath her and a little shocked that...
An oak tree and a rosebush grew, Young and green together, Talking the talk of growing things- Wind and water and weather. And while the rosebush sweetly bloomed The oak tree grew so high That now it spoke of newer things- Eagles, mountain peaks and ...
A large oak tree is just a little nut that refused to give up.
Storms make the oak grow deeper roots.
Every great oak was once a stubborn little nut who held his ground.
our destinies are intertwined like the stems of ivy on an oak tree.
Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut, that held its ground.
I wrapped my arms around him like I was saving an oak tree.
When we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure.
Think of the fierce energy concentrated in an acorn! You bury it in the ground, and it explodes into an oak!
In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.
The lightning said to the oak tree: ‘Stand aside, or take what is coming to you!
Sleep is just a good idea. I bow to the god caffeine.
When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with it fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.
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.
As much as I love crisp, clean whites, there's always a time for rich but balanced Chardonnays with oak, especially at Thanksgiving.
The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.
Autumn flings her fiery cloak over the sumac, beech and oak.
I thank Heaven every summer's day of my life, that my lot was humbly cast within the hearing of romping brooks, and beneath the shadow of oaks.
Schoolchildren and older people like the idea of planting trees. For children, it's interesting that an acorn will grow into an oak, and for older people it's a legacy. And the act of planting a tree is not that difficult.
