Professor Oak Quotes

October's Party October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came - The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples, And leaves of every name. The Sunshine spread a carpet, And everything was grand, Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band.

I only say that it is better to arm and strengthen your hero than to disarm and enfeeble the foe; and if you were to rear an oak sapling in a hothouse, tending it carefully night and day, and shielding it from every breath of wind, you could not expect it to become a hardy tree like that which has grown up in the mountain-side, exposed to all the action of the elements, and not even sheltered from the shock of the tempest.

I gave out the pews and reredos and so forth. The beautiful oak pulpit, which a professor-doctor from Tübingen dated to the thirteenth century. I told them to take the crucifix, too. It was quite large. Used prudently, it might have heated a dozen homes for a night or two. But there they drew the line. They were shocked, I think. I tried to explain that if He would give His life to save their souls, He would not mind parting with His image to warm their bones.” He shook his head, looking at the ruin of his church. “Of course, in the end it went to waste.

to think “my fangs”) had been poisonous? They passed Mrs. Norris, who turned her lamplike eyes upon them and hissed faintly, but Professor McGonagall said, “Shoo!” Mrs. Norris slunk away into the shadows, and in a few minutes they had reached the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to Dumbledore’s office. “Fizzing Whizbee,” said Professor McGonagall. The gargoyle sprang to life and leapt aside; the wall behind it split in two to reveal a stone staircase that was moving continuously upward like a spiral escalator. The three of them stepped onto the moving stairs; the wall closed behind them with a thud, and they were moving upward in tight circles until they reached the highly polished oak door with the brass knocker shaped like a griffin. Though it was now well past midnight, there were voices coming from inside the room, a positive babble of them. It sounded as though Dumbledore was entertaining at least a dozen people. Professor McGonagall rapped three times with the griffin knocker, and the voices ceased abruptly as though someone had switched them all off. The door opened of its own accord and Professor McGonagall led Harry and Ron inside. The room was in half darkness; the strange silver instruments standing on tables were silent and still rather than whirring and emitting puffs of smoke as they usually did. The portraits of old headmasters and headmistresses covering the walls were all snoozing in their frames. Behind the door, a magnificent red-and-gold bird the size of a swan dozed on its perch with its head under its wing. “Oh, it’s you, Professor McGonagall . . . and . . . ah.” Dumbledore was sitting in a high-backed chair behind his desk; he leaned forward into the pool of candlelight illuminating the papers laid out before him. He was wearing a magnificently embroidered purple-and-gold dressing gown over a snowy-white nightshirt

Do you know, all this time you preached at me? You told me that even Grendel's mother was actuated by maternal love. You told me ghouls were male. Rodan is male—and asinine. King Kong is male. I could have been a witch, but the Devil is male. Faust is male. The man who dropped the bomb on Hiroshima was male. I was never on the moon. Then there are the birds, with (as Shaw so nobly puts it) the touching poetry of their loves and nestings in which the males sing so well and beautifully and the females sit on the nest, and the baboons who get torn in half (female) by the others (male), and the chimpanzees with their hierarchy (male) written about by professors (male) with their hierarchy, who accept (male) the (male) view of (female) (male). You can see what's happening. At heart I must be gentle, for I never even thought of the praying mantis or the female wasp; but I guess I am just loyal to my own phylum. One might as well dream of being an oak tree. Chestnut tree, great-rooted hermaphrodite.

Timeline 1795 Daniel McInnis, John Smith, Anthony Vaughan 1804-05 The Onslow Company 1849-50 The Truro Company 1861-65 The Oak Island Association 1866-67 The Eldorado Company of 1866 (a.k.a. The Halifax Company) 1878 Mrs. Sophia Sellers accidentally discovers the Cave-In Pit 1893-99 The Oak Island Treasure Co. (Frederick Blair) 1909-11 The Old Gold Salvage Company (Captain Henry Bowdoin) 1931 William Chappell 1934 Thomas Nixon 1935-38 Gilbert Hedden 1938-44 Professor Edwin Hamilton 1951 Mel Chappell and Associates 1955 George Green 1958 William and Victor Harman 1959-65 Robert Restall 1965-66 Robert Dunfield 1969-2006 Triton Alliance (David Tobias and Dan Blankenship) 2006 Oak Island Tours Inc. (Marty Lagina, Rick Lagina, Craig Tester, Alan J. Kostrzewa, and Dan Blankenship)

including Professor Oak and Delia Ketchum who is Ash's mother. Meanwhile, Ash and his friends meet and become friends with a trainer named Lisa. They come into Greenfield in the process and agree to join in to rescue

Nenhum historiador profissional ignora que os homicídios em massa devidos a conflitos religiosos, por mais horror que nos inspirem, jamais produziram um número de vítimas nem mesmo remotamente comparável ao dos modernos movimentos revolucionários inspirados em ideologias “científicas”. O mais completo estudo quantitativo do assunto foi feito por R. J. Rummel, professor emérito de ciência política na Universidade do Havaí. As conclusões de sua pesquisa de quatro décadas são apresentadas nos livros Understanding Conflict and War, 5 vols., Thousand Oaks (CA), Sage Publications, 1975-1981, e Death By Government, New Brunswick (NJ), Transaction Publications, 1994. Ampliando o conceito para além da nuance racial implícita na palavra “genocídio”, o prof. Rummel propõe o termo “democídio” para descrever de maneira mais genérica as matanças de povos inteiros. O desenho que ele obtem do estudo dos homicídios em massa ao redor do mundo não difere, em substância, do consenso usual dos historiadores, mas lhe acrescenta a precisão do método quantitativo e a nitidez das escalas comparativas. Em suma, o número de seres humanos mortos em menos de oito décadas pelas duas ideologias evolucionistas, nazismo e comunismo (140 milhões de pessoas), ultrapassa em dez milhões a taxa total de mortos dos homicídios em massa conhecidos no mundo desde 221 a.C. até o começo do século XX, dos quais os resultantes de motivos religiosos são apenas uma fração, e a parte devida aos cristãos uma fração da fração.