Quotes About Birth

We must accept what science tells us, that man was born from the earth. But, more logical than the scientists who lecture us, we must carry this lesson to its conclusion: that is to say, accept that man was born entirely from the world - not only his flesh and bones but his incredible power of thought.

My mother always tells this story: The day she gave birth to me, she looked down and said, 'Oh, yay. I got a gay one.'

I was born in 1952 in Chidambaram, an ancient temple town in Tamil Nadu best known for its temple of Nataraja, the lord of dance.

I may have been born in Tel Aviv, but my umbilical cord emerges from the Temple Mount.

The possibility that hope comes out of hopelessness and that the opposite of things carry the seeds of birth - love out of hate, good out of evil. Didn't flowers grow out of dirt?

Even before your birth, you left a stain on the carpet," she'd say. The stain, an amoeba-shaped discoloration that no cleaner known to man could remove, served for years as a reminder of my untimely arrival.

A fantastic idea had birth in his mind and grew, that beneath the sheet, the mere lifeless body had become a strange, monstrous thing, a hideous, conscious being, that watched him with eyes which burned through the fabric of the cloth.

the moment of death is fixed at the moment of birth. Some

The real question is, can we prevent the ignorant, the poor, the vicious, from filling the world with their children?

In the depths of his tiredness, surrounded by these blank, sheep-like visages, he found himself pondering the accidents that had brought all of them into being. Every birth was, viewed properly, mere chance. With a hundred million sperm swimming blindly through the darkness, the odds against a person becoming themselves were staggering.

Why were you born when the snow was falling?

Why were you born when the snow was falling? You should have come to the cuckoo's calling, Or when grapes are green in the cluster, Or, at least, when lithe swallows muster For their far off flying From summer dying. Why did you die when the lambs were cropping? You should have died at the apples' dropping, When the grasshopper comes to trouble, And the wheat-fields are sodden stubble, And all winds go sighing For sweet things dying.

They were separated by infinite disparities, by the lotteries of birth and chance, by faults of judgement and lucky breaks.

They were separated by infinite disparities, by the lotteries of birth and chance, by faults of judgment and lucky breaks.

Himself, the sun had dawned in the west; and now with horror and loathing they had seen the clouds gather once more in the quarter whence all superstition had had its birth.

and now with horror and loathing they had seen the clouds gather once more in the quarter whence all superstition had had its birth.

For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. – Luke 2:11

And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. – Luke 2:7

Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king. – Matthew 2:1

Where is He who has been born King of the Jews? For we have seen His star in the East and have come to worship Him. – Matthew 2:2

Ronald Reagan put it very simply: "Everybody who's for abortion has already been born.

It is one of the supreme ironies of history that the blessed birth of an only son should have proved the mortal blow. Even as the saluting cannons boomed and the flags waved, Fate had prepared a terrible story. Along with the lost battles and sunken ships, the bombs, the revolutionaries and their plots, the strikes and revolts, Imperial Russia was toppled by a tiny defect in the body of a little boy.

When a person accepts the call of individuation to grow in self-knowledge, his or her ego is pregnant with the desire for gnosis. It is as if that person's ego is the womb for the conception, gestation, and birth of the Self. In

It means that your birth, with all your particulars, is a wildly improbable event, and hence precious. You won the sweepstakes by being born at all. Think of all the wallflower sperm and egg cells. You made it, buddy. Whew! What a staggering wonder! What a thing to rejoice in! The lottery wasn't fixed! God didn't rig it! You won fair and square! What a miracle!