Acorns Quotes

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.

That’s us,” he said. “Those five nuts right there.” Which one is me?” I asked. The little deformed one,” Zoe suggested. Oh, shut up.

It takes time for an acorn to turn into an oak, but the oak is already implied in the acorn.

The boughs of the oak are roaring inside the acorn.

Eventually, even a blind squirell will find an acorn.

Without courage you cannot practice any of the other virtues.

Even a blind squirrel finds an acorn now and again.

The mind has grown to its present state of consciousness as an acorn grows into an oak, or as saurians developed into mammals.

Acorns are planted silently by some unnoticed breeze.

Before the acorn can bring forth the oak, it must become itself a wreck. No plant ever came from any but a wrecked seed.

Even a blind squirrel finds an acorn sometimes.

A man is the whole encyclopedia of facts.

Is the acorn better than the oak which is its fullness and completion?

The acorn of honest inquiry has often sprouted and matured into a great oak of understanding.

All high poetry is infinite; it is as the first acorn, which contained all oaks potentially.

What I have in mind when I start to write could fit inside an acorn-an acorn, moreover, that rarely if ever grows into an oak. Write fiction and you relinquish reason. You start with an acorn and you end up with a mackerel.

An acorn would never brag about giving shade.

If you don't have courage, you can't practice any of the other virtues.

The squirrel has not yet found the acorn that will grow to the oak that will be cut to form the cradle of the babe that will grow to slay me.

Even fools say something worthwhile now and again. Even a blind pig finds an acorn sometimes.

Nothing can match the treasure of common memories.

The night I filled an inside straight: Even a blind hog's gonna root up an acorn once in a while.

No-one wants acorns, but everyone wants oaks.

The acorn of ambition often grows into an oak from which men hang.

I shall weave a suit of leaves. At once. With acorns for buttons.