1. “BE YOU THE ONE TO HOLD OUT THE OLIVE BRANCH”
-Anonymous

 

2. “O olive tree, blessed be the earth that nourishes you
and blessed be the water you drink from the clouds
and thrice blessed He who sent you
for the poor man’s lamp and the saint’s candle-light”. –  Folk song from Crete

 

3. “The olive tree is the richest gift of heaven” Thomas Jefferson

 

4. “If you deconstruct Greece, you will in the end see an olive tree, a grapevine, and a boat remain. That is, with as much, you reconstruct her.” -Odysseas Elytis

 

5. “The Greeks were the first to be involved in the full-scale cultivation of the olive.  Between
the 7th and 3rd centuries BC ancient philosophers, physicians and historians undertook
its botanical classification and referred to the curative properties of olive oil (Dioscorides,
Diocles) and its history (Anaxagoras, Empedocles 5th century), while Aristotle elevated
olive cultivation to a science.  It was even protected by the legislation of the time. The first
Olive Protection Law was introduced by Solon (639-559 BC); in one of his statutes he
prohibited the cutting down of more than two trees a year in each olive grove.” –   Olive Oil History

 

6. “Olive branches do not grow on trees.” –Anonymous

 

7. “In the olive grove, a wise man at the feet and a wild man at the head.” -Sicilian Proverb

 

8. “Call me not olive before you see me gathered.”

 

9. “The whole Mediterranean, the sculpture, the palm, the gold beads, the bearded heroes,
the wine, the ideas, the ships, the moonlight, the winged gorgons, the bronze men, the
philosophers  –  all of it seems to rise in the sour, pungent taste of these black olives
between the teeth.  A taste older than meat, older than wine. A taste as old as cold water.
Only the sea itself seems as ancient a part of the region as the olive and its oil, that like
no other products of nature, have shaped civilizations from remotest antiquity to the present” – Lawrence Durrell (1912-1990),  Prospero’s Cell  (1945)

 

10. I am the honoured olive tree,
Wherever I may find my home,
My fruit will surely grow,
And deep into my great old age,
I find no shame in labor.

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