Wood The Quotes

#1. Belief has a second edge. If there are ten thousand medieval peasants who create vampires by believing them real, there may be one - probably a child - who will imagine the stake necessary to kill it. But a stake is only stupid wood; the mind is the mallet which drives it home.

Stephen King

#2. Aviation will give new nourishment to the religious sprit of mankind. It will add airspace to those other great heighteners of the cosmic mood: the wood, the sea, the desert.

Christian Morgenstern

#3. The oak, when living, monarch of the wood; The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.

Charles Churchill

#4. Irrigators channel waters; fletchers straighten arrows; carpenters bend wood; the wise master themselves.

Gautama Buddha

#5. So potter with potter contendeth: the hewer of wood with the hewer of wood: the beggar is jealous of the beggar, the ministrel is jealous of the ministrel.

Alexander William Mair

#6. Houses were knocked down ... enormous heaps of earth and clay thrown up; buildings that were undermined and shaking, propped up by great beams of wood ... The yet unfinished and unopened Railway was in progress.

Charles Dickens

#7. Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean, The track aches only when the rain reminds. The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood, The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm. The blinded man sees with his ears and hands As much or more than once with both his eyes.

Robert Graves

#8. Since when did the scent of a woman make him throw wood the instant it reached his nose? Since when did a woman's hair color make him feel as if he'd just freebased a bowl of Viagra?

Anonymous

#9. Heap on more wood! - the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.

Walter Scott

#10. As an irrigator guides water to his fields, as an archer aims an arrow, as a carpenter carves wood, the wise shape their lives.

Gautama Buddha

#11. As irrigators lead water where they want, as archers make their arrows straight, as carpenters carve wood, the wise shape their minds.

Gautama Buddha

#12. But in Japan, there's nothing like that, since the temple is made of wood. The divine spirit inside the building is eternal, so the enclosure doesn't have to be.

Tadao Ando

#13. A wise old owl once lived in a wood, the more he heard the less he said, the less he said the more he heard, let's emulate that wise old bird.

Flann O'Brien

#14. The rat stops gnawing in the wood, the dungeon walls withdraw, the weight is lifted your pulse steadies and the sun has found your heart, the day was not bad, the season has not been bad, there is sense and even promise in going on.

Bernard DeVoto

#15. The Thoroughbred exists because its selection has depended, not on experts, technicians, or zoologists, but on a piece of wood: the winning post of the Epsom Derby. If you base your criteria on anything else, you will get something else, not the Thoroughbred.

Federico Tesio

#16. In my fancy, you perch in the Cooperage & I smell the Peel of the Wood, & the Staves are around you & the white Hogsheads newly bound & the Shavings curled and looped upon the Floor, silver and gold--& you are eating a fat Mushroom.

M T Anderson

#17. All of it was ashes now: the smooth wood, the soft edges, the memory of his hands.

Lois Lowry

#18. Daniel was standing in Minnie's kitchen next to a suitcase that contained everything he owned. Her kitchen smelled funny: of animals and fruit and burned wood. The house was cramped and dark and Daniel didn't want to stay. Minnie

Lisa Ballantyne

#19. The journey itself was the architect of the wood. The interior would never be fully dark because the struggle had cracked it, providing an avenue for the light.

Lisa Wingate

#20. When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity?

Seneca.

#21. Man has used human rhythmic movement as raw material out of which to create works of art, as the composer of music uses sound, the sculptor uses stone and wood, the painter his pigments, and the writer - words.

Ted Shawn

#22. The echo is, to some extent, an original sound, and therein is the magic and charm of it. It is not merely a repetition of what was worth repeating in the bell, but partly the voice of the wood; the same trivial words and notes sung by a wood-nymph.

Henry David Thoreau

#23. There were moments in life, Marion thought, when you reached back, baton in hand, feeling the runner behind you. Felt the clasp of their fingers resonating through the wood, the release of your hand, which then flew forward, empty, into the space ahead of you.

Erica Bauermeister

#24. Two evils, monstrous either one apart, Possessed me, and were long and loath at going: A cry of Absence, Absence, in the heart, And in the wood the furious winter blowing.

John Crowe Ransom

#25. Molly wondered if these boys really loved baseball, the sound and smell of it, the rhythm of it, the leather and wood, the grass and dirt, the story and surprise in a good game.

Mick Cochrane

#26. The flyscreen door is torn at the edges. Fraying. I open it and knock on the wood. The sound rhymes with my heartbeat.

Markus Zusak

#27. The ocean tries to flood a boat, fire wants to eat the wood, the mind wills to regret, and silence shapes a landscape more deftly than sound - all of that was true.

Christopher Bollen

#28. There is no darkness when I go to sleep; the wicked, as they say, never truly rest. I see blinding flashes of desperate arms reaching out, I hear cries for help over the crackling of burning wood, the ashen remains and the gut-wrenching smell of charred bodies.

Alex Tanner

#29. When I would re-create myself, I seek the darkest wood, the thickest and most interminable and to the citizen, most dismal, swamp. I enter as a sacred place, a Sanctum sanctorum. There is the strength, the marrow, of Nature.

Henry David Thoreau

#30. The mind I love most must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind.

Katherine Mansfield

#31. The vice presidency "ought to be abolished," he told his friend Leonard Wood. "The man who occupies it may at any moment be everything; but meanwhile he is practically nothing.

Doris Kearns Goodwin

#32. My philosophy is the thicker the wood the thicker the sound, the bigger the string the bigger the sound. My smallest string is a 14 gauge.

Dick Dale

#33. Sam Wood, the director, made most of his money as a real estate agent; there was nothing of the temperamental artist about him.

Gloria Swanson

#34. Round the boles of the pine-wood the ground-laurel creeps, Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers, With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers!

John Greenleaf Whittier

#35. Focus on increasing service. Becoming great where you are. Pile in the wood. The heat will follow.

William James

#36. You have forgotten the doctrine of your own church, is it not so? The cross ... the bread and wine ... the confessional ... only symbols. Without faith, the cross is only wood, the bread baked wheat, the wine sour grapes.

Stephen King

#37. How humid the heart, its messy rooms! We eat spicy food, sweat like wood and smolder like the coal mine that caught fire decades ago, yet still smokes more than my great-uncle who will not quit- or go out-

Kevin Young

#38. No. 9 - The Wavering Wood I should take this one off the list. Fuck the Wavering Wood.

Rainbow Rowell

#39. I love the smell of old books, Mandy sighed, inhaling deeply with the book pressed against her face. The yellow pages smelled of wood and paper mills and mothballs.

Rebecca McNutt

#40. Think me not unkind and rude
That I walk alone in grove and glen;
I go to the god of the wood
To fetch his word to men.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#41. You're such a cheater. The best wood in your golf bag is your pencil!

Rex Pickett

#42. Amazing, the poisons I used to put in my body. I used to love it.

Ronnie Wood

#43. I really don't think there is anybody in the business with better eyes than Elijah Wood.

Liev Schreiber

#44. I sometimes think that being widowed is God's way of telling you to come off the Pill.

Victoria Wood

#45. I'm not going to be part of this," said Leo. He opened his hand and dropped the flowers. Fragrant, obedient, they beheaded themselves on Saina's salvaged-wood floors.

Jade Chang

#46. If you hurt her any more than you already have, the wound could be too deep to fix.

Haruki Murakami

#47. Just look at the messages today's media are sending everybody, from TV and commercials to actors and singers. Kids are just drowning in that 24-7 and it's getting really bad.

Evan Rachel Wood

#48. I'm sure I shall always feel like a child in the wood.

L.M. Montgomery

#49. The urge to jump up and go to him was so strong that she grabbed the stool she was sitting on with both hands and clutched the rough wood with all her might.

Melanie Dickerson

#50. It makes no difference what you wear, really. I'll put you in a dark grey. I believe I have some left over from a funeral. says the dressmaker.

Maryrose Wood

#51. Because the story of your life never starts at the beginning.

Monica Wood

#52. When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one of the works of god we call him a sportsman.

Joseph Wood Krutch

#53. One simply goes around doing egoism and then ultimately he ends up on the wood of the funeral pyre; such is the pitiful state. And if one is a very good person, he will be cremated with sandalwood. But it is all wood in the end. The true victor is the one who never dies.

Dada Bhagwan

#54. History is the queen of the humanities. It teaches wisdom and humility, and it tells us how things change through time.

Gordon S. Wood

#55. In my day we didn't have sex education, we just picked up what we could off the television.

Victoria Wood

#56. He fills my thoughts, my dreams, and my nightmares. The memory of him, and his touch, pound on the door to my soul with such force that cracks are forming in the wood. I do my best to act like no one is home by keeping the door locked and the lights off.

Andrea Randall

#57. 'The Lion' all began with a picture of a faun carrying an umbrella and parcels in a snowy wood. This picture had been in my mind since I was about sixteen. Then one day, when I was about forty, I said to myself, 'Let's try to make a story about it.'

C.S. Lewis

#58. The acquisition of a book signalled not just the potential acquisition of knowledge but also something like the property rights to a piece of ground: the knowledge became a visitable place.

James Wood

#59. Why the man had to have an entourage of ten people everywhere he went was beyond his scope of understanding. Most things about the Senator were.

Randall Wood

#60. His cheeks were all pinked up. Travel agreed with him, and she might have known: people like Quinn, always running from themselves, loved the road.

Monica Wood

#61. So I woke, I listened, and I heard the small sounds of a wood at night, the things moving, the claws in the dead leaves, the wind's soft sighs.

Bernard Cornwell

#62. A solid base for any comedy is just honesty and truth, and it coming from a real place. As surreal as this show gets and is, ultimately, we're dealing with a character that most can't see the way that I can see it.

Elijah Wood

#63. Come down off the cross, we could use the wood.

Tom Waits

#64. As full lines of battle could not be handled through the thick wood, I ordered the advance of the six brigades by heavy skirmish lines, to be followed by stronger supporting lines.

James Longstreet

#65. This is all your fault," George said angrily to Wood. "'Get the Snitch or die trying,' what a stupid thing to tell him -

J.K. Rowling

#66. Don't trees swallow the fire of the sun? When wood burns, is it not surrendering all those photons of energy that the tree's leaves once snatched from sunlight and eventually stored within woody fiber?

Mark Warren

#67. The moment one is born, the 'saw starts cutting'. People consider it as death only when the wood breaks in two pieces [during funeral]. But it was being cut from the very beginning.

Dada Bhagwan

#68. Truth, terrible truth! It is like an ancient curse, from which there is no escape. The truth will drive one mad. Yet without it, how can one make sense of life's madness?

Maryrose Wood

#69. Linc?"
"Yeah."
"About the other thing my dad said to you," I cringed.
"What else is he supposed to think?" he asked, a smile in his tone. "You're over here all the time. If not training, we're hanging out. I'm surprised he hasn't warned me off sooner. It's good to see he's paying attention.

Jessica Shirvington

#70. Thank you for your bounty, Oleander, Prince of Poisons, I think. Thank you for all that Mr. Pratt has already received, and all that my father is receiving still, as the poison twists like bramble in his gut, burns within his brain, presses like a boulder upon his heart.

Maryrose Wood

#71. Life is rich, always changing, always challenging, and we architects have the task of transmitting into wood, concrete, glass and steel, of transforming human aspirations into habitable and meaningful space.

Arthur Erickson

#72. I love to see a wood full of bluebells. Growing up in the Kent countryside, I have special memories of this brief annual spectacle.

Gary Hume

#73. I had to learn how to chop wood actually - I don't think my dad would have let me go chop wood in the backyard growing up.

Jennifer Lawrence

#74. Tonight when the moon
was almost full
the sky too bright for love

I met in a wood
a dream pale owl
with eyes that were not blue

and like myself, he was not wise
and he was not good
but sometime he was true.

John Squadra

#75. They set off through the soft lingering light. One cuckoo in the depths of Layer Wood and one in the dense shrubbery of the Dower House were keeping up their eternal question and answer, and in the comparative coolness which had come with the evening all the scents of summer had magnified.

Norah Lofts

#76. Their guilt plus their repentance should have equalled forgiveness. But they don't feel forgiven, so they failed, which makes them feel guilty, which was why they repented in the first place, so they're stuck right where they started: Guilty.

Geoffrey Wood

#77. Water stains like liver spots dotted the floors, ceiling, and walls while the smell of warm wood rot hung in the air thick like an old whore's perfume.

Matt Abraham

#78. It is a principle of his that no man who was not a true gentleman at heart, ever was, since the world began, a true gentleman in manner. He says, no varnish can hide the grain of the wood; and that the more varnish you put on, the more the grain will express itself.

Charles Dickens

#79. It may seem an easy task to disregard a secret but secrets are like splinters beneath the flesh, the infection spreads and spreads and then the limb turns gangrenous and must be sawn away, all for the sake of a sliver of wood.

Keith Miller

#80. Most fires crackle and pop, but that's not really the fire talking, it's the wood. To hear the fire itself you need a huge blaze like this one, a furnace so powerful it roars with its own wind. I crouched as close as I dared and listened to its voice, a whispered howl of joy and rage.

Dan Wells

#81. Will the mob ever learn? Don't dress your guys like identical fucking idiots.

Vivian Wood

#82. He walked to the bathroom and looked into the mirror, trying to see himself through her eyes. It was time to change his style, throw off the shroud of timidity and start living his life.

Rubianne Wood

#83. No-one can do everything for the environment, but every-one can do something to make a better world.

Arron Wood

#84. Wood burns because it has the proper stuff in it; and a man becomes famous because he has the proper stuff in him.

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

#85. The most complicated character I have ever played - she has many, many, many layers that even I'm not fully aware of.

Evan Rachel Wood

#86. I think we need to think beyond the issue of absolute risk.

Alastair Wood

#87. And if you need timber for a new home," the second said. "I wood be honored. " He boomed out a laugh. "I wood. Get it?" "Farewell

Lucian Bane

#88. Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the road less traveled by and they CANCELLED MY FRIKKIN' SHOW. I totally shoulda took the road that had all those people on it. Damn.

Joss Whedon

#89. The journals may give you an opportunity to express your feelings without inviting further tables.

David Patneaude

#90. Looking desultorily about, his attention had been drawn by a dull glimmering on one of the tables; and he had extricated the queer orblike stone from its shadowy, crowded position between an ugly little Aztec idol, the fossil egg of a dinornis, and an obscene fetish of black wood from the Niger.

H.P. Lovecraft

#91. Stress level: extreme. It's like she was a jar with the lid screwed on too tight, and inside the jar were pickles, angry pickles, and they were fermenting, and about to explode.

Fiona Wood

#92. Kayso, Foo finally came home and I jumped into his arms and sort of rode him to the ground with a massive tongue kiss so deep that I could taste the burned cinnamon toast of his soul, but then I slapped him, so he didn't think I was a slut. (Shut up, he had wood.)
Being the Journal of Abby Normal

Christopher Moore

#93. Writing is the most cathartic experience of my life.

April Wood

#94. From the dark forest that bordered the soft ploughed fields, came a low cry that did not belong to any animal. It was accompanied by the sound of branches bending and snapping, and the splintering of wood as trees were crushed or toppled onto their sides.

Peter James West

#95. When the uncarved wood is split, its parts are put to use. When the sage is put to use, he becomes the head.

Laozi

#96. There seemed to be a magic all round that fire of big logs quietly smouldering in the woods upon Autumn's discarded robe that lay brilliant there; and it was not the magic of Elfland, nor had Ziroonderel called it up with her wand: it was only a magic of the wood's very own. And

Lord Dunsany

#97. Axes bit wood into pieces and hammers nailed it back together. Humans could never accept the world as it was and live in it. They were always breaking it and living amongst the shattered pieces.

Robin Hobb

#98. The coffin was handmade from the wood of a single Eucalyptus tree. There were no handles, it rested on the shoulders of six elegant tribesmen. These were Maasai from Kenya, the warrior tribe, known for their courage and endurance. The walkers followed at a respectful distance, the pace was grueling.

Nick Hahn

#99. During the Eighties, when I was hurting for money, I thought, 'Hang on a minute - I can paint.' I was living in New York and I thought it would get the grocery money coming in, and it escalated from there.

Ronnie Wood

#100. A feeling that He's right here with you or that you're miles apart, is the difference of a prayer with love, or with an absence of the heart.

Lisa Mischelle Wood