Quotes About Earth

I listen to his breath, warm upon the night air, and somehow I am conforted. He does not mean that it does not hurt. He does not mean that we are frightened. Only that: we are here. This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive.

But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth.

Ich hatte kein Recht darauf, Anspruch auf ihn zu erheben, das war mir klar. Aber in einem einsamen Leben gibt es jene seltenen Momente, in denen eine Seele die andere berührt, so wie Sterne einmal im Jahr die Erde streifen.

Ama yaln?z bir ya?amda, ba?ka bir ruhun sizinkinin yan?na damlad??? ender anlar vard?r, y?ld?zlar?n senede bir defa yeryüzüne sürünüp geçmesi gibi.

D??ar?da mevsim de?i?mi?ti. Gökyüzü ellerini açt?, yer de o ellere uzanmak için ?i?ti.

There is no law that gods must be fair, Achilles," Chiron said. "And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Do you think?" "Perhaps," Achilles admitted. I listened and did not speak. Achilles' eyes were bright in the firelight, his face drawn sharply by the flickering shadows. I would know it in dark or disguise, I told myself. I would know it even in madness

I listen to his breath, warm upon the night air, and somehow I am comforted. He does not mean that it does not hurt. He does not mean that we are not frightened. Only that we are here. This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive.

How could such variation endure, such endless iteration of minds and faces? Did the earth not go mad

perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.

His hands were in his lap, spear-callused but beautiful still. No hands had ever been so gentle, or so deadly. Overhead, the stars were veiled. I could feel the air's heaviness. There would be a storm tonight. The rain would be soaking, filling up the earth till she burst her seams. It would gush down from the mountaintops, gathering strength to sweep away what stood in its path: animals and houses and men. He is such a flood, I thought.

Ta?iau vienatvei pasmerktame gyvenime pasitaiko ret? akimirk?, kai greta tavo sielos netik?tai nusileidžia kita, kaip kad žvaigžd?s kart? per metus paglosto žem?. Man jis buvo b?tent tokia žvaigžd?

E dopotutto forse il dolore più grande è quello di chi viene lasciato da solo sulla terra. Non credi?

And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Do you think?

There is no law that gods must be fair, Achilles," Chiron said. "And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Do you think?" "Perhaps," Achilles admitted.

Achilles smiles as his face strikes the earth.

It made me dizzy to realize that this was but a fraction of a fraction of all the men the world had bred. How could such variation endure, such endless iteration of minds and faces? Did the earth not go mad?

There is no law that gods must be fair, Achilles," Chiron said. "And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth, when another is gone. Do you think?

But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation he was to me.

And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth while another is gone.

It was spring, and we were surrounded by the profusion of Anatolian fertility. For three weeks the earth would paint herself in every color, burst every bud, unfurl each rioting petal.

And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone

Je lui dirais que certaines personnes sont comme des constellations qui ne touchent la terre que l'espace d'une saison.

There are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth.

Centuries had passed. The earth's wounds had healed and the peace had held. But the grudges of gods are as deathless as their flesh...