Quotes About Earth

The Earth was form'd, but in the Womb as yet   Of Waters, Embryon immature involv'd,   Appeer'd not: over all the face of Earth   Main Ocean flow'd, not idle, but with warme   Prolific humour soft'ning all her Globe,   Fermented the great Mother to conceave,   Satiate with genial moisture, when God said   Be gather'd now ye Waters under Heav'n   Into one place, and let dry Land appeer.

Least total darkness should by Night regaine   Her old possession, and extinguish life   In Nature and all things, which these soft fires   Not only enlighten, but with kindly heate   Of various influence foment and warme,   Temper or nourish, or in part shed down   Thir stellar vertue on all kinds that grow   On Earth, made hereby apter to receive   Perfection from the Suns more potent Ray.

Sulphurous and Nitrous Foame   They found, they mingl'd, and with suttle Art,   Concocted and adusted they reduc'd   To blackest grain, and into store conveyd:   Part hidd'n veins diggd up (nor hath this Earth   Entrails unlike) of Mineral and Stone

With borrowed light her countenance triform Hence fills and empties to enlighten the earth, And in her pale dominion checks the night.

till we end In dust, our final rest and native home...

What if the Sun Be centre to the World, and other stars..... The planet earth, so steadfast though she seem, In sensibly three different motions move?

for neither do the spirits damned Lose all their virtue, lest bad men should boast Their specious deeds on earth which glory excites, Or close ambition varnished o'er with zeal.

What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm!

Of all the paths in life you take, make sure a few of them are dirt

All that is necessary to make any landscape visible and therefore impressive is to regard it from a new point of view or from an old one with our head upside down -- then we behold a new heaven and earth and are born again as if we had gone on a pilgrimage to some far off holy land.

The ancient rhythms of the earth have insinuated themselves into the rhythms of the human heart. The earth is not outside us; it is within: the clay from where the tree of the body grows.

This earth is the only constant in our lives. It has been here for millions of years before us. It was his gift to unearth its riches; that this human-come-lately is but the latest link in the chain of evolution. We must become aware of our present stage of becoming and to do this we need to look back at our history.

The earth is full of thresholds where beauty awaits the wonder of our gaze.

How can we ever know the difference we make to the soul of the earth? Where the infinite stillness of the earth meets the passion of the human eye, invisible depths strain towards the mirror of the name. In the word, the earth breaks silence.

To young mind, work seemed to be the price that was gladly paid for the privilege of living so closely with the earth. Work was a real conversation with the landscape. It was not an abuse or raiding of the landscape. It was amazing to learn how to work in this context.

I love mountains. I feel that mountains are huge contemplatives. They are there and they are in the presence up to their necks and they are still in it and with it and within it. One of the lovely ways to pray is to take your body out into the landscape and to be still in it. Your body is made out of clay, so your body is actually a miniature landscape that has got up from the earth and now walking on the normal landscape.

We should never forget that death is waiting for us. A man once said to a friend of mine in Gaelic, 'we'll be lying down in the earth for about fifteen million years, and we have short exposure.' You have to begin to transfigure your fear...at the end of your life, when death comes, it won't be some kind of monster, but it can actually be a friend who hides the most truthful image of your soul.

Each of us is a secret envoi of the earth. We

The earth is our origin and destination. The ancient rhythms of the earth have insinuated themselves into the rhythms of the human heart. The earth is not outside us; it is within: the clay from where the tree of the body grows.

As Spring rain softens the Earth with surprise May your Winter places be kissed by light. As the ocean dreams to the joy of dance May the grace of change bring you elegance. As day anchors a tree in light and wind May your outer life grow from peace within. As twilight fills night with bright horizons May Beauty await you at home beyond.

in the cry of a well that slips from dark the earth began to dream you; how it would polish from precious stones dust for a face, from tears of sycamores tone for your eyes.

It is to be feared that the most of us know not how much of glory may be in present grace, nor how much of heaven may be attained in holiness on the earth.

I am trying to prove to you the honour of your houses and your hills; not that the Church is not sacred -- but that the whole Earth is.

If you're the best that the Earth has got to offer, it's time we bend over and get a tentacle right up the ass.