Quotes About Earth

Christianity has impoverished us because it has cut the cosmic roots of the tragedy, of man's celestial history. We weren't born 6,000 years ago, but hundreds of thousands of years ago. We do not come from this Earth, we have our ancestral origins in other stars.

Toate sunt trec?toare. Chinuri, suferinÈ›e, v?rs?ri de sânge, molim?, foamete. Totul va pieri, dar stelele de pe cer vor d?inui È™i atunci când jos, pe p?mânt, nu va mai r?mâne nici m?car umbra noastr? sau a înf?ptuirilor noastre. Nu se afl? nimeni pe faÈ›a p?mântului care s? n-o È™tie. ?i atunci de ce nu vrem s? ne îndrept?m privirea spre stele? De ce?

this is a Free Planet.

What would your good be doing if there were no evil, and what would the earth look like if shadows disappeared from it? After all, shadows are cast by objects and people. There is the shadow of my sword. But there are also shadows of trees and living creatures. Would you like to denude the earth of all the trees and all the living beings in order to satisfy your fantasy of rejoicing in the naked light?

Don't be afraid, Queen, the blood has long run down into the earth. And on the spot where it was spilled, grapevines are growing today.

Don't be afraid, your majesty... Don't be afraid, your majesty, the blood has long since drained away into the earth and grapes have grown on the spot.

Gods, my gods! How sad the earth is at eventide! How mysterious are the mists over the swamps. Anyone who has wandered in these mists, who has suffered a great deal before death, or flown above the earth, bearing a burden beyond his strength knows this. Someone who is exhausted knows this. And without regret he forsakes the mists of the earth, its swamps and rivers, and sinks into the arms of death with a light heart knowing that death alone . . .

Kindly consider the question: what would your good do if evil did not exist, and what would the earth look like if shadows disappeared from it?

Vai tu neb?tu tik labs un nepadom?tu par t?du jaut?jumu: ja nepast?v?tu ?aunums, k?da noz?me b?tu labajam, un k? izskat?tos zeme, ja no t?s vaiga izgaistu visas ?nas?

The weary man knows it. And without regret he leaves the mists of the earth, its swamps and rivers, with a light heart he gives himself into the hands of death, knowing that she alone can bring him peace.

What would your good be doing if there were no evil, and what would the earth look like if shadows disappeared from it? After all, shadows are cast by objects and people. There is the shadow of my sword. But there are also shadows of trees and living creatures. Would you like to denude the earth of all the trees and all the living beings in order to satisfy your fantasy of rejoicing in the naked light? You are a fool.

Gods, gods! How sad the evening earth! How mysterious the mists over the bogs! Whoever has wandered in these mists, whoever suffered deeply before death, whoever flew over this earth burdened beyond human strength knows it. The weary one knows it. And he leaves without regret the mists of the earth, its swamps and rivers, and yields himself with an easy heart to the hands of death, knowing that it alone can bring surcease.

The coal-black gloom of the darkest night had descended on the terraces of the most beautiful spot on earth, St Vladimir's Hill, whose brick-paved paths and avenues were hidden beneath a thick layer of virgin snow.

What would your good do if evil didn't exist, and what would the earth look like if all the shadows disappeared? After all, shadows are cast by living things and people.

The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?

The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become.

the heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. the absolute of a burden causes man to be lighter than air.

The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in the love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man's body. The heaviest if burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life's most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become.

Waking up was sheer delight for him: he always showed a naive and simple amazement at the discovery that he was back on earth; he was sincerely pleased. She, on the other hand, awoke with great reluctance, with a desire to stave off the day by keeping her eyes closed.

Il fardello più pesante è quindi allo stesso tempo l'immagine del più intenso compimento vitale. Quanto più il fardello è pesante, tanto più la nostra vita è vicina alla terra, tanto più è reale e autentica

The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life's most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become.

Man was not the planet's master, merely its administrator, and therefore eventually responsible for his administration.

L'assenza assoluta di un fardello fa sì che l'uomo diventi più leggero dell'aria, prenda il volo verso l'alto, si allontani dalla terra, dall'essere terreno, diventi solo a metà reale e i suoi movimenti siano tanto liberi quanto privi di significato.

At the university she used to be seduced by the dreams of voyages to distant stars. What pleasure to escape far away into the universe, someplace where life expresses itself differently from here and needs no bodies! But despite all his amazing rockets, man will never progress very far in the universe. The brevity of his life makes the sky a dark lid against which he will forever crack his head, to fall back onto earth, where everything alive eats and can be eaten.