Quotes About Earth

Sometimes we complicate things too much. There is great wisdom in keeping things simple. When the Dalai Lama was asked to explain his religion and philosophy of life, he answered very simply that his religion is kindness. Can you envision a world in which kindness was everyone's primary motivation? We would be living in heaven on earth.

September is the culmination of the harvest and the storing of earth's abundance.

There will be people then who will remember that once we lived in harmony with the earth and all its creatures, and they will speak. Some will argue, refuse to listen. But others will hear the message, will know in their hearts that those who seek to protect the earth speak truth. Their numbers will swell and slowly, very slowly, the web of life will be restored.

Within and around the earth, within and around the hills, within and around the mountains your authority returns to you.

Once you work the soil, you belong to it. For so long now he had passed over the surface of the earth like wind over a desert, like shifting sand.

It seems to me (in the words of the narrator) that sexual equality has not yet been established on Earth and that (in the words of GBS) the only argument that can be made against it is that it has never been tried.

To him the stars seemed like so many musical notes affixed to the sky, just waiting for somebody to unfasten them. Someday the sky would be emptied, but by then the earth would be a constellation of musical scores

Earth," Alexa finally said. "It's not that great anyway." And they all smiled sadly. Because, of course, it was everything.

It's all part of a plan." He said, and smiled. "Our reward isn't here on earth. Earth barely matters. It's just a practice, this life is only a passing place, a stopping point on our journey.

The orchard smelled thick: Scents of mud, buds, insects, and early-blooming flowers overlapped one another. Murphy had spent all her life breathing the aroma of fry grease and parking lot weeds. Squirrels darted up and down the trees, and rabbits and the occasional groundhog watched Murphy work, reminding her that the orchard was the world to them, that they'd never seen Taco Bell and would never be roadkill. It was actually comforting. It was still earth, but without the crap.

Ferdinand Magellan reached the western edge in 1520, confirming for the first time that the earth was flat.

Human souls come here to learn from the experiences of living life. The good, the bad, and the ugly things they couldn't possibly learn by experience in a perfect heaven. Only by coming to earth can they truly gain knowledge of anything negative.

Truth shall spring out of the earth; and righteousness shall look down from heaven. Yea, the LORD shall give that which is good.

Morihei Ueshiba, founder of Aikido, stated: Rise early in the morning to greet the sun. Inhale and let yourself soar to the ends of the universe; breathe out and let the cosmos inside. Next breathe up the fe- cundity and vibrance of the Earth. Blend the breath of Earth with your own and become the breath of life it- self. Your mind and body will be gladdened, depression and heartache will dissipate and you will be filled with gratitude.5

The torments of his mind and the severe penance he had observed, had produced a surprising change in his appearance, so that he resembled a spectre rather than a human being. His visage was wan and wasted, his eyes were sunk and become nearly motionless, and his whole air and attitudes exhibited the wild energy of something — not of this earth.

So often we focus on Jesus's mission on the cross to save us from our sins. As marvelous as that is, it's critical for us to grasp the importance of his mission on earth as a rabbi. His goal was to raise up disciples who would become like him. As followers of Jesus, we are still called to live out the adventure of discipleship, becoming like Jesus through the power of his Spirit at work within us.

It was generally believed, said Theophilus, that Orpheus learned his music from the birds. His small voice, piping after theirs, filled with all the secret stories of the earth.

Did an Anasazi once stand here, pulling strength out of the earth as I do, making obeisance to the gods of the winds? …Perhaps when one scratches the underside of heaven one is granted a special grace. The euphoria remains, and I can still call back that feeling of being astride the world and what it was like to be charged with the energy of the universe…the particular charge of serene energy to bring out whenever needed.

I know: yes, no, even I must tear off The delicate daisy petals. Everyone on earth is destined to feel The torments of love.

You will not live again. You will not rise from the snow Twenty-eight holes from the bayonet Five from the gun. I have made a shroud for my friend, Sad cloth. She loves, loves blood This Russian earth.

I'm silent. Silently, I'm ready To be transformed, earth, into you.

In this land I have made myself sick with silence In this land I have wandered, lost In this land I hunkered down to see What will become of me. In this land I held myself tight So as not to scream. -But I did scream, so loud That this land howled back at me As hideously As it builds its houses. In this land I have been sown Only my head sticks Defiant, out of the earth But one day it too will be mown Making me, finally Of this land. -Charlie's poem

I always know what to expect of the things of Mother Earth. Sometimes they are cruel, but it is hard, clean cruelty. They don't torture you with their own weakness.

Northerners, with their poor soil and never-ending winters, ate black bread made from rye; southerners, with their rich black earth and longer growing season, ate white bread, made from less hardy wheat.