Quotes About Land

This is not a military war in the old sense. It is not even a political war. What we're facing here is a social war, a class war. As long as we don't destroy the mandarin class, abolish excessive tenancy rates and do fail to give every farmer his own plot of land, this country'll go Communist as soon as we turn our backs.

Unhappy is the land that needs a hero.

Unhappy is the land that breeds no hero! No, Andrea....unhappy is the land that needs a hero.

Some do, but the big cattle ranchers don't. They own the land now and it's made them rich. They don't care if the tribes are fenced in, starving, and destitute, as long as they can ship their beef.

Do all the people here feel as you do about the Indians?" "Some do, but the big cattle ranchers don't. They own the land now and it's made them rich. They don't care if the tribes are fenced in, starving, and destitute, as long as they can ship their beef. Anything else?

Woe unto them that join house to house, that lay field to field, till there be no place that they may be placed alone in the midst of the earth.

Proclaim liberty throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants thereof.

Honour thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee.

If you're using first-class land for biofuels, then you're competing with the growing of food. And so you're actually spiking food prices by moving energy production into agriculture.

The great thing about America is, everyone has a chance to change it. Every person, every corporation, everyone is on an equal footing in this great land.

Abbey would, proudly, toss beer cans out the car window as he finished them, arguing that if the government was going to graze and mine the land into oblivion, worrying about litter was sentimental camouflage, especially along those linear landfills called roads).

God had a divine purpose in placing this land between two great oceans to be found by those who had a special love of freedom and courage. —RONALD REAGAN

Let us develop the resources of our land, call forth its powers, build up its institutions, promote all its great interests, and see whether we also, in our day and generation, may not perform something worthy to be remembered.

Land: A part of the earth's surface, considered as property. The theory that land is property subject to private ownership and control is the foundation of modern society, and is eminently worthy of the superstructure.

I have been blessed in many ways, and one of those is to have been born in Africa, for me a great treasure house of stories. I have been researching it since my infancy; reading about it, talking to men and women who have spent their lives in this land, living it as I have and loving it as I do. I write almost entirely from my own experience.

Everyone has a right to love the land that gave them the things they need to live. It gives them beauty to look at, and food to eat, and neighbors to bicker with and then eventually to marry. But I think... that your own devotion to your familiar homeland should inspire you to allow other people to embrace their homelands as beautiful too.

He knew that sick land meant a sick society, that the loss of biodiversity meant the end of life

It was all of a piece, all a form of aggression. Pimping the land and animals. Profit at the expense of all else. Exclusion and exclusivity. Willful ignorance and denial. As I drove, I tried to register how it felt "not to be.

You see, poor land leads to poor people, conflict, disease. To heal the planet, you have to heal the whole.

One hectare of land burned equals the emissions from more than six thousand cars, but they continue to burn more than a billion hectares in Africa per year.

Plowing turns the world upside down. Overgrazing and undergrazing create deserts. Chemical fertilizers make the farm field an addict.

I am as nobly born as you, he said proudly to Claudius. I had men and horses, lands and great riches. Was it wonderful that I wished to keep them? You fight to gain possession of the whole world and make all men your slaves, but I fought for my own land and for freedom. Kill me now and people will think little of you: but if you grant me my life, all men will know that you are not only powerful but merciful. Instead

I dream of a day when they may rise above the billows to drag down in their reeking talons the remnants of puny, war-exhausted mankind—of a day when the land shall sink, and the dark ocean floor shall ascend amidst universal pandemonium.

I knew not which to believe, yet longed more and more to cross forever into the unknown land; for doubt and secrecy are the lure of lures, and no new horror can be more terrible than the daily torture of the commonplace.