Wheat Quotes - Page 5

• Poetry is a sort of truancy, a dream within the dream of life, a wild flower planted among our wheat.

  Michael Joseph Oakeshott

  Dream, Flower, Truancy

  "The Voice of Poetry in the Conversation of Mankind". Essay by Michael Joseph Oakeshott, 1959.

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• I have never been much of a patriot. My father would not have allowed such a thing while he lived, and his death insured that his wish was carried out. Piter commanded far more affection and loyalty from me than the nation as a whole. But that night, running across the unplowed fields of winter wheat, with the Fascist invaders behind us and the dark Russian woods before us, I felt a surge of pure love for my country. We ran for the forest, crashing through the stalks of wheat, beneath the rising moon and the stars spinning farther and farther away, alone beneath the godless sky.

  David Benioff

  Loyalty, Country, Running

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• As I walked out one evening, Walking down Bristol Street, The crowds upon the pavement Were fields of harvest wheat. And down by the brimming river I heard a lover sing Under an arch of the railway: 'Love has no ending. 'I'll love you, dear, I'll love you Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain And the salmon sing in the street, 'I'll love you till the ocean Is folded and hung up to dry And the seven stars go squawking Like geese about the sky.

  W. H. Auden

  Stars, Ocean, Love You

  Another Time (1940) "As I Walked Out One Evening"

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• Kansas is not easily impressed. It has seen houses fly and cattle soar. When funnel clouds walk through the wheat, big hail falls behind. As the biggest stones melt, turtles and mice and fish and even men can be seen frozen inside. And Kansas is not surprised. Henry York had seen things in Kansas, things he didn't think belonged in this world. Things that didn't. Kansas hadn't flinched.

  N.D. Wilson

  Fall, Men, Thinking

  N. D. Wilson (2009). “Dandelion Fire: Book 2 of the 100 Cupboards”, p.1, Random House Books for Young Readers

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• Maybe nothingness is to be without your presence, without you moving, slicing the noon like a blue flower, without you walking later through the fog and the cobbles, without the light you carry in your hand, golden, which maybe others will not see, which maybe no one knew was growing like the red beginnings of a rose. In short, without your presence: without your coming suddenly, incitingly, to know my life, gust of a rosebush, wheat of wind: since then I am because you are, since then you are, I am, we are, and through love I will be, you will be, we will be.

  Pablo Neruda

  Flower, Moving, Light

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• Mrs. Daugherty was keeping my bowl of cream of wheat hot, and she had a special treat with it, she said. It was bananas. In the whole story of the world, bananas have never once been a special treat.

  Gary D. Schmidt

  Special, Hot, Stories

  Gary D. Schmidt (2011). “Okay for Now”, p.249, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths, And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by the wheat: Daydreaming I will feel the coolness on my feet. I will let the wind bathe my bare head. I will not speak, I will have no thoughts: But infinite love will mount in my soul; And I will go far, far off, like a gypsy, through the countryside - as happy as if I were a woman. "Sensation

  Arthur Rimbaud

  Summer, Blue, Wind

  Arthur Rimbaud, “Sensation”

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• When considering a man's motives, remember you must not measure his wheat with your bushel. He may not be using the same standard at all.

  Robin Hobb

  Men, Remember You, Remembers You

  "Assasin's Apprentice". Book by Robin Hobb, 1995.

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• He Looked and smelt like Autumn's very brother, his face being sunburnt to wheat-colour, his eyes blue as corn-flowers, his sleeves and leggings dyed with fruit-stains, his hands clammy with the sweet juice of apples, his hat sprinkled with pips, and everywhere about him the sweet atmosphere of cider which at its first return each season has such an indescribable fascination for those who have been born and bred among the orchards.

  Thomas Hardy

  Sweet, Brother, Flower

  Thomas Hardy (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Thomas Hardy (Illustrated)”, p.7755, Delphi Classics

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• Oh yeah? What did you have last night?" "Turkey sandwich on wheat. With a pickle." "And the night before?" "Turkey sandwich on wheat. No pickle." She giggled. "What was the last hot meal you cooked?" He pretended to rack his brains. "Uh...beans and franks. On Monday.

  Nicholas Sparks

  Monday, Night, Turkeys

  Nicholas Sparks (2010). “The Lucky One”, p.96, Hachette UK

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• From the great trees the locusts cry
  In quavering ecstatic duo-a boy
  Shouts a wild call-a mourning dove
  In the blue distance sobs-the wind
  Wanders by, heavy with odors
  Of corn and wheat and melon vines;
  The trees tremble with delirious joy as the breeze
  Greets them, one by one-now the oak
  Now the great sycamore, now the elm.

  Hamlin Garland

  Summer, Distance, Boys

  Hamlin Garland (1961). “Boy Life on the Prairie”, p.178, U of Nebraska Press

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• It is unnatural in a large field to have only one shaft of wheat, and in the infinite Universe only one living world.

  Metrodorus of Chios

  Life, Science, World

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• The constantly recurring question must be: What shall we unite with and from what shall we separate? The question of coexistence does not enter here, but the question of union and fellowship does. The wheat grows in the same field as the tares, but shall the two cross-pollinate? The sheep graze near the goats, but shall they seek to interbreed? The unjust and the just enjoy the same rain and sunshine, but shall they forget their deep moral differences and intermarry? ... The Spirit-illuminated church will have none of this

  Aiden Wilson Tozer

  Rain, Sunshine, Sheep

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• To those advocates of independent paper moneys who also champion the free market, I would address this simple question: "Why don't you advocate the unlimited freedom of each individual to manufacture dollars?" If dollars are really and properly things-in-themselves, why not let everyone manufacture them as they manufacture wheat and baby food?

  Murray Rothbard

  Baby, Money, Freedom

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• In a 'wheat and tares' world, how unusually blessed faithful members are to have the precious and constant gift of the Holy Ghost with reminders of what is right and of the covenants we have made. 'For behold, ... the Holy Ghost ... will show unto you all things what ye should do.' (2 Ne. 32:5.) Whatever the decibels of decadence, these need not overwhelm the still, small voice! Some of the best sermons we will ever hear will be thus prompted from the pulpit of memory—to an audience of one!

  Neal A. Maxwell

  Memories, Blessed, Voice

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• But what right had I to these highest joys, when all around me was nothing but misery and struggle for a moldy bit of bread; when whatsoever I should spend to enable me to live in that world of higher emotions must needs be taken from the very mouths of those who grew the wheat and had not bread enough for their children?

  Peter Kropotkin

  Children, Struggle, Taken

  "Memoirs of a Revolutionist". Book by Peter Kropotkin. Part 4, Section 3, dwardmac.pitzer.edu. 1899.

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• The saddest thing one meets is a nominal Christian. I had not seen it in Japan where missions is younger. The church here is a “field full of wheat and tares.

  Amy Carmichael

  Christian, Japan, Church

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• I have to seek God beauty. Because isn't my internal circuitry wired to seek out something worthy of worship? . True Beauty worship, worship of Creator Beauty Himself. God is present in all moments, but I do not deify the wind in the pines, the snow falling on the hemlocks, the moon over harvested wheat. Pantheism, seeing the natural world as divine, is a very different thing than seeing divine God present in all things . Nature is not God but God revealing the weight of Himself, all His glory, through the looking glass of nature.

  Ann Voskamp

  Fall, Moon, Glasses

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• The Sun, each second, transforms four million tons of itself into light, giving itself over to become energy that we, with every meal, partake of. For four million years, humans have been feasting on the Sun’s energy stored in the form of wheat or reindeer.
  Brian Swimme

  Rob Brezsny

  Light, Years, Giving

  Rob Brezsny (2005). “Pronoia Is the Antidote for Paranoia: How the Whole World Is Conspiring to Shower You with Blessings”, p.47, Frog Books

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• Little world, full of little people
  shouting for recognition, screaming for love,
  Rolling world, teeming with millions,
  carousel of the hungry,
  Is there food enough? Wheat and corn will not do.
  The fat are the hungriest of all, the skinny the most silent.

  James Kavanaugh

  People, Rolling, World

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• The best place to have some food set aside is within our homes, together with a little money in savings. The best welfare program is our own welfare program. Five or six cans of wheat in the home are better than a bushel in the welfare granary. ... We can begin with a one week's food supply and gradually build it to a month, and then to three months. I am speaking now of food to cover basic needs.

  Gordon B. Hinckley

  Religious, Home, Welfare Programs

  "To Men of the Priesthood". General Conference, www.lds.org. October 2002.

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• I play Peeta. That's his name. It was given to him by his parents. He comes from a long line of bread. His sister is Rye. And his brother is Whole Wheat.

  Josh Hutcherson

  Brother, Play, Names

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• The peasants of Sicily, who have kept their own wheat and make their own natural brown bread, ah, it is amazing how fresh and sweet and clean their loaf seems, so perfumed, as home-made bread used all to be before the war.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Sweet, War, Home

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• Mid the sharp, short emerald wheat, scarce risen three fingers well,
  The wild tulip at the end of its tube, blows out its great red bell,
  Like a thin clear bubble of blood, for the children to pick and sell.

  Robert Browning

  Children, Blow, Blood

  Robert Browning, John Woolford, Daniel Karlin (1991). “The Poems of Browning: 1847-1861”, p.145, Pearson Education

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• I don't really wear foreign shoes. It gotta be a pair of wheat timbs and ones I don't think I could go without those not a whole month without those.

  Lil Herb

  Thinking, Shoes, Months

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