Quotes About Roots

I listened to Kelley's record with pleasure. Great to hear real music with respect for the righteous roots. Her singing is outstanding - no frills, down to the bone and intense.

Only with maturity did I come to appreciate my own Chinese roots: not just the food and the ancient history, but also the philosophy of child-rearing and the respect for education and knowledge.

Though leaves are many, the root is one.

This need for recognition and glory must have its roots in human loneliness.

I grew up fundamentalist, evangelical, Protestant. Those are my roots, and they are good roots. But it means the Pharisees are my people. I grew up with an image of God that was not helpful -- largely the face of my father expanded.

I no longer live in our clear, rational world; I live in the ancient nightmare world, the world of square roots of minus one.

If you're still hungry, I could probably find some nice roots by the riverbank we passed," Mick teased. "Mind you, some of them insist on yodeling while you eat them, but you get used to that after a while.

For by returning to our nutritional roots, we may access food's invisible power to sustain, rejuvenate, and heal—and in the process, find true nourishment.

You are history

Berhenti mencari maka kamu akan menemukan -Akar

If more people understood how nice it is to have a sense of home that extends past our locked doors, past our neighbors' padlocks, to the local food co-op and library, the sidewalks busted up by old trees - if we all held home with longer arms - we'd live in a very different place.

The yellow moon dreamily tipping buttons of light down among the leaves. Marimba, marimba - from beyond the black street. Somebody dancing, somebody getting the hell outta here. Shadows of cats weave round the treetrunks, the exposed knotty roots. ("Scenes from the Life of the Peppertrees")

I believe that there are four things that the soul requires in a home. First, it needs a sense of belonging, to feel truly connected to the land, to your roots, to your spirit. Second, a soul needs to feel safe, so that you can be yourself, be creative, and bring forth what you are without fear. Third, it yearns for harmony with the greater cycles of nature. And, finally, your soul needs sacred space. When you have these four things, your home will be filled with inner peace.

Your home should give you a sense of belonging and provide a context for interpreting your life's experiences. It should be a reference place that you look forward to returning to, an anchoring point from which you venture into the world, and a place where you know that your heart resides. To gain a sense of belonging to a place, it is essential to 'ground' yourself. Even if you move often, in each location imagine sinking your roots into earth.

The trunks of date palms met as though they were corpses mangled by the ants that had penetrated their leaves, while scraps of ripe dates, strewn about beneath them, gave out a fermented smell mixed with that of the date palms and the water-sodden roots.

To be ignorant of what occurred before you were born is to remain for ever a child. For what is the value of a human life, unless it is woven into the life of our ancestors by the records of history?

Talking about one's feelings defeats the purpose of having those feelings. Once you try to put the human experience into words, it becomes little more than a spectator sport. Everything must have a cause, and a name. Every random thought must have a root in something else.

Sometimes a person has to go back really back-to have a sense an understanding of all that's gone to make them-before they can go forward.

Things have their roots and branches. Affairs have their beginnings and their ends. To know what is first and what is last will lead one near the Way.

Whoever touches the life of the child touches the most sensitive point of a whole which has roots in the most distant past and climbs toward the infinite future.

Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.

The hairline cracks pushing out from that space resembled the roots of a plant.

I never had a country, never had the choice; I was born into one.

las medidas de contención en la raíz, llevan consigo el concepto de "esto y, aun así, esto otro"».