Quotes About Seed

out of the following lineage and circumstances: from the seed of the woman (any possible man).

If there be no seed-time there will certainly be no harvest, and the youth of life is the seed-time of life.

In this respect the frailty of the human mind is surely proved: even when it seems to follow the way, it limps and staggers. Yet the fact remains that some seed of political order has been implanted in all men. And this is ample proof that in the arrangement of this life no man is without the light of reason.

It   is a horrible thing to pour out seed besides the intercourse of man and   woman. Deliberately avoiding the intercourse, so that the seed drops on   the ground, is double horrible. For this means that one quenches the   hope of his family, and kills the son, which could be expected, before   he is born.

Art is the flower of life and, as seed, it gives back life.

Art is the suitcase of history, carrying the essentials. Art is the life buoy of history. Art is seed, art is memory, art is vaccine.

Love is a Soil Equality is a Seed Respect is the Water Justice is the Harvest Lacking any factor of the above mentioned; indeed, causes failure, even the collapse of unity and stability in all relationships.

Just as a seed can grow into only one kind of tree, thoughts can produce effects only of the same nature.

Men, dazed by pleasure, absent-mindedly sow their seed. Overcome by their orgasm, they fertilize us. They show up inside us and withdraw, leaving, concealed in our flesh, their ghost, like a lost object.

On a weekday, I'll go for a big bowl of creamy porridge with almond butter and berries if I'm at home, or a super quick chia seed breakfast if I'm running out the door first thing.

'Monk' planted the seed that a procedural could have character and be quirky and have comedy.

You reap what you sow — not something else, but that. An act of love makes the soul more loving. A deed of humbleness deepens humbleness. The thing reaped is the very thing sown, multiplied a hundred fold. You have sown a seed of life, you reap life everlasting.

Todo el que disfruta cree que lo que importa del árbol es el fruto, cuando en realidad es la semilla. He aquí la diferencia entre los que creen y los que disfrutan.

The priest acts from without, the Holy Spirit from within. We wish one another blessings; He gives blessings. He alone can plant in a heart, by His divine husbandry, the seed that will blossom into a 'new creature in Christ.

Man is wise and constantly in quest of more wisdom; but the ultimate wisdom, which deals with beginnings, remains locked in a seed. There it lies, the simplest fact of the universe and at the same time the one which calls forth faith rather than reason.

Men are different than women, and men live with - with some very difficult obstacles. I mean, a man, basically, in his true nature, is to spread his seed, and a woman is a gatherer, and that's kind of the way we're - our limbic system is set up, you know.

Even the largest avalanche is triggered by small things.

Nature, more of a stepmother than a mother in several ways, has sown a seed of evil in the hearts of mortals, especially in the more thoughtful men, which makes them dissatisfied with their own lot and envious of another's.

Karma can be compared to a seed. Before the rains, the whole land is barren. There would be nothing. It rains; suddenly all kinds of vegetation will sprout up. The seeds are already there; they're just waiting for the right kind of atmosphere.

our parents gave us just a seed and that became the body. But what the Source of Creation gave us was not a seed in that sense. It gave itself. This is the reason that all the possibilities that the Source of Creation holds are kind of encapsulated in us. Whether that possibility is realized in an individual life or not is questionable, but the possibility is always there.

A single seed is capable of making the entire Earth green. Consequently, consuming anything in seed form can greatly enhance human health on many levels.

Everything that exists is in a manner the seed of that which will be.

Inside the peach, there is a stone.

Cross Creek belongs to the wind and the rain, to the sun and the seasons, to the cosmic secrecy of seed, and beyond all, to time.