Oak, granite, Lilies by
Oak, granite, Lilies by the road, Remember me? I remember you. Clouds brushing Clover hills, Remember me? Sister, child, Grown tall, Remember me? I remember you. Gail Carson Levine
Oaks
At a distance this
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. Eugene Delacroix
Bluestar blinked. There are
Bluestar blinked. There are cats who would argue that there should never have been a fifth Clan in the forest at all. Why are there four oaks at Fourtrees, if not to stand for the four Clans? Firestar gazed up at the massive oak trees, then back at Bluestar. Fury pure as a lighting flash … Read more
There are useful herbs
There are useful herbs growing near the oak tree by the stream, Flamepaw pointed out Littlecloud would come for these his tail curled up in amusement Then we could pelt Blackfoot with acorns and he’d think they came from StarClan Erin Hunter
You can never get
You can never get enough of what you don’t need to make you happy. Eric Hoffer
What will the solemn
What will the solemn Hemlock- What will the Oak tree say? Emily Dickinson
He might as well
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! Emily Bronte
After the keen still
After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth…The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the … Read more
Dr. Oaks made the
Dr. Oaks made the remark that, according to the best estimate he could make, there were four hundred murders annually produced by abortion in that county alone….There must be a remedy for such a crying evil as this. Elizabeth Cady Stanton
Men educate each other
Men educate each other in reason by contact or collision, and keep each other sane by the very conflict of their separate hobbies. Society as a whole is the deadly enemy of the particular crotchet of each, and solitude is almost the only condition in which the acorn of conceit can grow to the oak … Read more