Quotes About Land

I NAME THIS LAND TOMORROW, FOR IT SHALL LAST FOREVERMORE!

I'm very concerned that a lot of our land is being taken up with solar farms.

Tackling affordable housing via land use planning won't necessarily solve the problem.

The supercontinent Pangaea split in the Mesozoic era into the continents we see today, and resulted in extensive land movement over time.

I knew, as every peasant does, that land can never be truly owned. We are the keepers of the soil, the curators of trees.

The smell of oak and barbecue permeate the air around the small house. Delfina uses oak for her barbecue and Mom (and me) always used hickory. People said that you could tell where North Star was solely based on the competing smells that met in the air just above the town. That little weevil of an idea pops back up. Our plot of land. It's still there.

Feudalism made land the measure and the master of all things.

I'd love to travel to the Holy Land.

Everything was perfectly healthy and normal here in Denial Land.

I mean, go figure. You prepare your home for an assault and you don't take zombies into consideration. I'd fallen victim to one of the other classic blunders, along with not getting involved in a land war in Asia and never going in against a Sicilian when death was on the line.

He had always thought that a Native American should have shot Robert Frost for the outrageous lie of the line "The land was ours before we were the land's." What a scandal that would be, America's best-loved geezer falling in a battle over poetry.

As nearly all great fortunes in America are made on land stolen while the public's back is turned — and by people who want money but don't want to work for it, by men who use the title of builder and yet never have driven a nail into a board — nowhere was the relationship between politician and merchant closer than at the time the subways of New York were built.

O senhor sabe: sertão é onde manda quem é forte, com as astúcias. Deus mesmo, quando vier, que venha armado! E bala é um pedacinhozinho de metal...

The future always looks good in the golden land, because no one remembers the past.

One difference between the West and the South, I came to realize in 1970, was this: in the South they remained convinced that they had bloodied their land with history. In California we did not believe that history could bloody the land, or even touch it.

In the South they are convinced that they have bloodied their place with history. In the West we do not believe that anything we do can bloody the land, or change it, or touch it.

for time past is not believed to have any bearing upon time preset or future, out in the golden land where every day the world is born anew

There are stories everywhere; in the air; the food you eat; in the embers of the fire. […] This is my story; the story of the land-folk and the seal-folk, a story of love, and of treachery, and of the call of the ocean.

Extremely foolish advice is likely to be uttered by those who are looking at the laboring vessel from the land.

And it was so, that all that saw it said, There was no such deed done nor seen from the day that the children of Israel came up out of the land of Egypt unto this day: consider of it, take advice, and speak your minds.

You shall obtain the fruits of your mind's desires, by focusing your consciousness on the Lord's Lotus Feet. He is totally pervading the water and the land; He is the Lord of the World-forest. Behold Him in exaltation in each and every heart. Nanak gives this advice.

'Tis pedantry to estimate nations by the census, or by square miles of land, or other than by their importance to the mind of the time

Once upon a time Apache land would have stretched farther than the horizon, through New Mexico almost to Texas, but as white men found gold, silver, turquoise, and copper beneath its surface they carved up the territory like children sneaking to the fridge and slicing off a chocolate cake bit by bit: hoping at first that the loss wouldn't be noticed but ultimately not really caring.

I wish I could make the land bloom for you. But the land is not mine to give. It belongs to the earth and to the spirits that dwell within it. We are merely stewards, entrusted with the care of this sacred land, and it is our duty to ensure that it thrives for generations to come. That is why we must tread lightly, with humility and respect, and work together to restore the balance that has been lost. (Kneubuhl 35)