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cosine wherry, a wooden rowboat hand By Susan Wiggs Cosine Wherry Hand Wooden Rowboat

A good friend will warn me if danger is in my path. I cannot see with my eyes, so I must use my other senses and the white cane to help me navigate safely. But, help from a sighted friend is always appreciated. By Gretchen Preston Path Good Warn Danger Friend

Some, it seems to me, elect their rulers for their crookedness. But I think that a straight stick makes the best cane, and an upright man the best ruler. By Henry David Thoreau Elect Crookedness Cane Rulers Ruler

Before the gate my walking stick's made a river of melting snow By Kobayashi Issa Snow Gate Walking Stick Made

In waking a tiger, use a long stick. By Mao Zedong Tiger Stick Waking Long

Owr brave little shank! By James Dashner Owr Shank Brave

In a long journey straw waighs. By George Herbert Waighs Long Journey Straw

Please let go, Tommy. I may need to move with some suddenness, and - as I said - it is safer for you behind me, not holding onto me." He nudged me with the end of his cane. I felt an immense power as the cane touched me. If you've ever been near a lightning strike or inside an electricity station you'll know what I mean. It wasn't being touched by power; it was being touched by the presence of power. By Jake Kerr Tommy Touched Power Cane Suddenness

Dusk, suggesting the almost imperceptible posession of giant trees, settled with a purple haze about the cane. I felt strange, as I always do in Georgia, particularly at dusk. I felt that things unseen to men were tangibly immediate. It would not have surprised me had I had a vision. By Jean Toomer Dusk Suggesting Trees Settled Cane

Bindy Mackenzie talks like a horse. By Jaclyn Moriarty Mackenzie Bindy Horse Talks

Veggard Heggem, my word, he must have a Yamaha down his shorts. By Terry Butcher Heggem Yamaha Veggard Word Shorts

See, you're walking really fast now, you don't need it at all," she called after me. I stopped and turned around. I could feel my cheeks burning. The bus station was full of people. "Nobody would pretend to be a cripple! Nobody would use a stick they didn't need! You should be ashamed of yourself for thinking that I would. If I could walk without it I'd break it in half across your back and run off singing. You have no right to talk to me like that, to talk to anyone like that. Who made you queen of the world when I wasn't looking? Why do you imagine I would go out with a stick I don't need - to try to steal your sympathy? I don't want your sympathy, that's the last thing I want. I just want to mind my own business, which is what you should be doing. By Jo Walton Walking Fast Called Sympathy Talk

Winter horseshoes are equipped with little spikes that give a horse traction on snow and ice and prevent it from slipping. By Saul David Winter Slipping Horseshoes Equipped Spikes

Any tightrope walker can walk in a straight line and hold a cane at the same time. It's the balancing on the rope at those dizzying heights that they have to practise By Cecelia Ahern Time Tightrope Walker Walk Straight

I can stick uphill ice, on my saucer By Shane Mcconkey Ice Saucer Stick Uphill

He'd broken his leg dropping down from the rooftop. The bone didn't set right, and he'd limped ever after. So he'd found himself a Fabrikator and had his cane made. It became a declaration. There was no part of him that was no broken, that had not healed wrong, and there was no part of him that was not stronger for having been broken. By Leigh Bardugo Rooftop Broken Leg Dropping Part

A politician is a hog grateful to whoever is rattling the stick inside the swill bucket. It is time to take the swill bucket away. p 270 By Mike Lofgren Swill Bucket Politician Hog Grateful

The provincial dandy wore the longest of spurs and the fiercest of mustaches. By Victor Hugo Mustaches Provincial Dandy Wore Longest

I had placed my stick on the table, as I do every evening. It had been specially made to suit my height, to enable me to walk without too much difficulty. As I was standing up, a customer called to me: 'Monsieur, don't forget your pencil.' It was very unkind, but most funny. By Henri De Toulouse-Lautrec Table Evening Stick Monsieur Height

What's the handle, Zock? By William Goldman Zock Handle

Choices. This is all about choices. I chose to be rough with you sexually, but not brutalize you, and you chose to bitch about it. So, I am tired. I am pissed off. Pissed about your tantrum. Pissed about your lack of appreciation for my caring about you. So I give you this choice. Stick your ass in the air and I'll beat it with this cane. Refuse or stop holding your ass up, I'll take your clothing and beat you all over with it. By Wes Williams Choices Pissed Chose Choice Ass

I wondered how a man ever got an English girl into bed. What did they do with her hockey stick? By James A. Michener English Bed Wondered Man Girl

approaching Kyle. The Tangs By Elizabeth Lowell Kyle Approaching Tangs

dangerous weapon By Okyere Bonna Dangerous Weapon

Please forgive me. My pedicurist had a stroke. She fell forward onto the orange stick and plunged it into my toe. It required bandaging. By Woody Allen Forgive Stroke Toe Pedicurist Bandaging

Cruddy Mouthbreather By Holly Black Mouthbreather Cruddy

A racer snake / slicking off / like a signature into the weeds. By Tony Crunk Snake Slicking Weeds Racer Signature

political wheels. "I By Bret Baier Political Wheels

The letters in 'Brace Beemer' can be arranged to spell 'Embrace Beer.' By Dave Barry Brace Beemer Embrace Beer Spell

Whoa," Madison whistled, craning her neck to examine the chandelier."This is even fancier than Red Lobster," Reagan said in awe."Look at this rich people's hockey-stick holder," Madison said as she ran a slightly grubby finger along the edge of the antique umbrella stand. "I want one! By Clifford Riley Madison Lobster Reagan Whoa Red

Be like sugarcane sweet yet silent don't get mixed up with bitter words By Rumi Words Sugarcane Sweet Silent Mixed

What is sour in the house a bracing walk in the woods makes sweet. By Henry David Thoreau Sweet Sour House Bracing Walk

This is Sumarbrander, the Sword of Summer... and it is about to kick your collective butts.""Thank you," said the sword.Sam made a squeaking noise. By Rick Riordan Sumarbrander Summer Sword Butts Noise

I learn so much that I previously did not know about the world of the immobile that it is hard to believe it all takes place over a few hours. At random: I learn about the casual indifference of the London cabbie to the wheelchair user and that the clearance on accessible entrances is measured in millimetres less than a knuckle. I learn how intractable it is to push a grown man around for hours and how spontaneity is the privilege of the able-bodied. In solid counterpart to all this grief, I learn about the lengths nurses are prepared to go to assist a purely recreational and ambitious project by one of their patients. By Marion Coutts Learn Previously World Immobile Hard

I hold a mouses wit not worth a leke, That hath but on hole for to sterten to. By Geoffrey Chaucer Leke Hold Mouses Wit Worth

La Griffe, "The Claw." Simple and small. The index finger goes through the hole near the blade. Favored by climbers and boaters. By David Morrell Griffe Claw Simple Small Blade

Death by creaming By Yvonne Miller Death Creaming

Buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing. An olla By Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra Buckler Hack Coursing Lean Greyhound

The coward's weapon, poison. By John Fletcher Poison Weapon Coward

What did it mean? A stick sharpened at both ends. What was there in that? By William Golding Ends Stick Sharpened

Of the ready green on a blue felt top. The gentlemen who had assembled around it for an evening of high-stakes Hold 'Em were well dressed, well fed, and well heeled, but now their mouths hung loose and their poolside tans paled. "Hands on the table, guys," Jadick said. "And don't any of you act one-armed." A short man with an air of compact power, Jadick moved with brisk precision and spoke calmly. He pulled back the hammers on his archaic but awesome weapon and said, "Scoop the fuckin' manna, boys." "Check," said Dean Pugh. He and Cecil Byrne, his fellow Wingman, went slowly around the table By Daniel Woodrell Jadick Top Ready Green Blue

It's not a bloody piano, it's a clarenARt ... you weird talking person. By Eddie Izzard Piano Clarenart Bloody Person Weird

row of stitches. By Angie Fox Row Stitches

Ben walked into the house and up the stairs with his two canes, but he propelled himself about much of the time after that in a wheeled chair, having decided that it was not an admission of defeat but rather a moving forward into a new, differently active phase of his life. By Mary Balogh Ben Canes Chair Differently Life

You know, a dame with a rod is like a guy with a knitting needle. By Daniel Mainwaring Needle Dame Rod Guy Knitting

He cleared his throat. "I wish I could take back what I said." He looked away. "I behaved like a thoin aiseal.""What does that mean?""A donkey's arse."She glanced down at the furs, found herself fighting a smile. "And how do you pronounce that? I somehow suspect I may have need of that phrase again. By Shelly Thacker Throat Cleared Back Aiseal Arse

Killer with a polo mallet. By Gabriella Poole Killer Mallet Polo

Do you know what a tre vie is, Juliana? By Lynn Viehl Juliana Tre Vie

licks donkey crotch, By Lindsay Buroker Licks Crotch Donkey

coltish-looking, By H.w. Brands Coltishlooking

Every time he studied this instrument, with its slender, gleaming steel rod that tapered down to such needle-like sharpness, he wondered why it was necessary to have things like this in the world. If it were truly only for chopping ice, you'd think a completely different design might do. The people who produce and sell things like this don't understand, he thought. They don't realize that some of us break out in a cold sweat at just a glimpse of that shiny, pointed tip. By Ryu Murakami Instrument Slender Gleaming Sharpness World

Everyone in this househas gray hair, walks with a cane,visits the graveyard By Matsuo Basho Hair Walks Graveyard Househas Gray

All the best swords have names." "Like Ice," she said. She looked at the blade in her hand. "Does this have a name? Oh, tell me." "Can't you guess?" Jon teased. "Your very favorite thing." Arya seemed puzzled at first. Then it came to her. She was that quick. They said it together: "Needle! By George R R Martin Ice Swords Needle Hand Guess

The sugar maple is remarkable for its clean ankle. The groves of these trees looked like vast forest sheds, their branches stopping short at a uniform height, four or five feet from the ground, like eaves, as if they had been trimmed by art, so that you could look under and through the whole grove with its leafy canopy, as under a tent whose curtain is raised. By Henry David Thoreau Ankle Sugar Maple Remarkable Clean

heavy bonecrushing armor-smashing blades. By George R R Martin Heavy Blades Bonecrushing Armorsmashing

What is sweeter than lettered ease? By Marcus Tullius Cicero Ease Sweeter Lettered

Cancer. Rhymes with "dancer" and "you just shit your pants, sir". By Stephen King Cancer Dancer Sir Rhymes Pants

What's in that pipe that he's smoking? By Arlo Guthrie Smoking Pipe

To a greedy eating horse a short halter. By George Herbert Halter Greedy Eating Horse Short

What?"Finn remembered sitting at the kitchen table with Sean, both of them trying to say the world "table" in Polish. Roza had said, "You have tongue like cow!" and laughed and laughed."What?" Sean said again.He had tongue like cow, he had mind like cow. Dull, wordless. By Laura Ruby Finn Polish Cow Table World

Toad must have been very accustomed to traveling this way, balanced on the back rails of a rushing buggy, but Melena was not. She gripped the sides and white-knuckled the rails with her knapsack sandwiched between her knees. Hazel was clamped onto the roof, grinning like an alligator in the sun. And Toad lounged like a cat. By M.l. Legette Melena Balanced Buggy Rails Toad

To come down to my own experience, my companion and I, for I sometimes have a companion, take pleasure in fancying ourselves knights of a new, or rather an old, order - not Equestrians or Chevaliers, not Ritters or Riders, but Walkers, a still more ancient and honorable class, I trust. The Chivalric and heroic spirit which once belonged to the Rider seems now to reside in, or perchance to have subsided into, the Walker - not the Knight, but Walker, Errant. He is a sort of fourth estate, outside of Church and State and People. By Henry David Thoreau Walker Chevaliers Equestrians Ritters Companion

It is deep January. The sky is hard. The stalks are firmly rooted in ice. By Wallace Stevens January Deep Hard Ice Sky

the walking stick, like a burqa, conferred protective status... By Robert Galbraith Stick Burqa Conferred Status Walking

An alkie in full defiant By Ken Bruen Defiant Alkie Full

A fishing rod is a stick with a hook at one end and a fool at the other. By Samuel Johnson Fishing Rod Stick Hook End

Dylan Quinn's knickers, By Rick Riordan Quinn Dylan Knickers

Wouldn't the world be a cleaner place if we gave blind people brooms instead of canes? By Nick Thune Canes World Cleaner Place Gave

Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's By Erin Hunter Squirrelpaw Brambleclaw

Puck Connolly," says the old man. "Don't be looking at him like that." Such a statement is too tantalizing to ignore. "Who is he?" "Lord, that's Sean Kendrick, By Maggie Stiefvater Connolly Puck Man Lord Kendrick

He shifted his weight, and she saw he was leaning on a cane. It was hard to reconcile this infirmity with the muscled brute he appeared to be, but of course there was no way that strength could compensate for a partially missing limb. By Eloisa James Weight Cane Shifted Leaning Limb

Something about the time of year depressed him deeply. Overcast skies and cutting wind, leaves falling, dusk falling, dark too soon, night flying down before you are ready. It's a terror. It's a bareness of the soul. He hears the rustle of nuns. Here comes winter in the bone. We've set it loose on the land. There must be some song or poem, some folk magic we can use to ease this fear. Skelly Bone Pete. Here it is in the landscape and sky. We've set it loose. We've opened up the ground and here it is. He took Interstate 45 south. He didn't want them to kill Leon. He felt a saturating sense of death, a dread in the soft filling of his bones, the suckable part, approaching Galveston now. By Don Delillo Falling Deeply Time Year Depressed

The [coat] rack above his head like a javelin.On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. "Is that a coatrack?"Jordan slammed the coatrack down on the ground and sighed. "If you'd been a vampire, this would have been a lot more useful.""Yes," said Jace. "Or, you know, just someone with a lot of coats. By Cassandra Clare Jace Rack Head Javelinon Side

RON BRACKIN'S TEXAS GLOSSARY "Peccadello" n. roadkill. By Ron Brackin Peccadello Ron Glossary Texas Roadkill

A crier of green sauce. By Francois Rabelais Sauce Crier Green

This near enough? Whatcha gonna do, doll girl? Cry all over me?"Claire hid her eyes as the biker reached out for Eve with one tattooed hand.No," Eve said breathlessly. "I'm going to let my boyfriend beat the crap out of you."There was a dull thunk of wood meeting flesh, and a howl. Then another, much harder thunk, and a crash as a body hit the floor.The biker was down. Claire stared at him in disbelief, then looked past him, to the figure standing there with the field hockey stick in both hands.Michael Glass. By Rachel Caine Eve Claire Biker Thunk Glass

I like that stick of yours," he said."It's a staff." Jem swung out to knock another automaton sideways. "Made by the Iron Sisters, only for Silent Brothers."[ ... ]"Anyone can sharpen a stick.""It's a staff," Jem repeated, and saw Will's quicksilver smile out of the corner of his eye. By Cassandra Clare Staff Said Jem Stick Made

In good yeares corne is hay, in ill yeares straw is corne. By George Herbert Hay Yeares Corne Good Ill

Some genius of the SouthWith blood-hot eyes and cane-lipped scented mouth,Surprised in making folk-songs from soul sounds. By Jean Toomer Sounds Genius Southwith Bloodhot Eyes

Here. Tea." Reagan hands me a steaming mug. One sip tells me it's not just tea. "You spiked the drink of an injured person," I state flatly, the alcohol burning in my throat. "Who does that?""It's better than what a lame horse gets, By K.a. Tucker Tea Reagan Mug Person Flatly

But, Mike, I don't want to wear a brace." "You'll give it a chance, won't you?" "Well, if I can wear it under my clothes." "Sure and you can. I've made it that soft it won't chafe." I took off my shirt and undid the top buttons of my underwear. "You'll have to put it on me, Mike. I'll never figure out how it works.""Lift up your arms, then, and I'll slip it on." I did. But instead of slipping it over my arms, it was himself he slipped between them. He kissed me in the hollow of my throat, and it was a long time before we got those braces on. By Benedict Freedman Mike Wear Arms Chance Lift

Here at last there was a fitting object for those remarkable powers which, like all special gifts, become irksome to their owner when they are not in use. That razor brain blunted and rusted with inaction. By Arthur Conan Doyle Gifts Fitting Object Remarkable Powers

Something she'd gotten from Burton By William Gibson Burton

In tennis the addict moves about a hard rectangle and seeks to ambush a fuzzy ball with a modified snow-shoe. By Elliott Chaze Snowshoe Tennis Addict Moves Hard

Paddles and floggers and whips, oh my! - Location 3816 By Sophie Oak Location Paddles Whips Floggers

A Southerner, inferior. By Lauren Groff Inferior Southerner

My pencil is like a fencer's foil. By Andrew Wyeth Foil Pencil Fencer

The canter is a cure for every evil. By Benjamin Disraeli Evil Canter Cure

You've developed the strength of a draft horse while holding onto the delicacy of a daffodil ... you are the mother, advocate and protector of a child with a disability. By Lori Borgman Daffodil Developed Strength Draft Horse

poleaxed with exuberance. Keeping to dirt roads, By C.j. Box Poleaxed Exuberance Keeping Roads Dirt

Halt's heavy-shafted, long arrow was almost buried in its side, driven there by the full power of the Ranger's mighty longbow. He'd stuck the charging monster right behind the left shoulder, driving the head of the arrow into and through the pig's massive heart.A perfect shot.Halt reined in Abelard in a shower of snow and hurled himself to the ground, throwing his arms around the shaking boy. Will, overcome with relief, buried his face into the rough cloth of the Rang'ers cloak. He didn't want anyone to see the tears of relief that wer streaming down his face.Gently, Halt took the knife from WIll's hand."What on earth where you hoping to do with this?" he asked. By John Flanagan Ranger Arrow Halt Heavyshafted Long

Very bright teeth as big and orderly as piano keys. By Cynthia Ozick Keys Bright Teeth Big Orderly

A most mechanical and dirty hand. I shall have such revenges on you...both. The things I will do, what they are, yet I know not. But they will be the terrors of the earth By William Shakespeare Hand Mechanical Dirty Revenges Earth

It does not matter what the whip is; it is none the less a whip, because you have cut thongs for it out of your own souls. By John Ruskin Whip Souls Matter Cut Thongs

corn maque choux. He By Rachel Harris Corn Choux Maque

The stick we're beaten with is hell, hell, hell! By Stephen King Hell Stick Beaten

him lazy and stupid, they lashed his knuckles By Susan Jane Gilman Stupid Knuckles Lazy Lashed

Taller, but from By Meredith Duran Taller

With that truncheon thou hast slain a good knight, and now it sticketh in thy body. By Thomas Malory Knight Body Truncheon Thou Hast

A Winterian wielding an Autumnian weapon, using Cordellan allegiance to bring Spring crumbling down. By Sara Raasch Winterian Autumnian Cordellan Spring Weapon