| "A poet's hope to be, like some valley cheese, local, but prized elsewhere." »W. H. Auden |
| "On the road from the City of Skepticism, I had to pass through the valley of Ambiguity. (Powers of Mind, 1975)" »Adam Smith |
| "Inquisitiveness and strength make me want to rise above my valley-bound brothers. I must reach the summit to see the truth." »Delores Seats |
| "And many strokes, though with a little axe, Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak." »William Shakespeare |
| "Courage is not the towering oak That sees storms come and go It is the fragile blossom That opens in the snow." »Alice Mackenzie Swaim |
| "In creating, the only hard thing is to begin a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak." »James Russell Lowell |
| "Music has charms to soothe the savage breast To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak." »William Congreve |
| "The greatness comes not when things go always good for you. But the greatness comes when you're really tested, when you take some knocks, some disappointments, when sadness comes. Because only if you've been in the deepest valley can you ever know how magnificent it is to be on the highest mountain." »Richard Milhous Nixon |
| "And the wind said May you be as strong as the oak, yet flexible as the birch may you stand as tall as the redwood, live gracefully as the willow and may you always bear fruit all your days on this earth." »Native American Prayer |
| "To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be." »Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
| "Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.N.B. This quote is commonly misquoted as savage beast." »William Congreve |
| "A wise old owl sat upon 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 Hersey Richards |
| "It is not growing like a tree in bulk doth make man better be Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere, A lily of a day is fairer in May Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant of flower and light, In small proportions we just beauties see And in short measures, life may perfect be." »Benjamin Johnson |
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