Quotes About Cycle

Water flows from high in the mountains Water runs deep in the Earth Miraculously, water comes to us, And sustains all life.

How fugitive and brief is mortal life between the budding and the falling leaf.

What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

We weep when we are born, not when we die!

The buffalo eats grass, I eat him, and when I die, the earth eats me and sprouts more grass. Therefore nothing is ever lost, and each thing is everything forever, though all things move.

When the supply at last gets back to normal, some years hence, replenishment will be at an abnormally low level, with a "famine" that will get worse for at least six years before it can begin to get better. And then the cycle can start over.

When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with its fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.

Nature is more like a seesaw than a crystal, a never-ending conga line of bold moves and corrections.

I miss my parents. But still, my granddaughter, my daughter, my grandma, you know, so it's very important for me. You lost your parents, but a new baby comes. It's like the cycle of fashion.

The two most mysterious things in our lives are birth and death. They are both miraculous events; one brings shiny, brand new life into the world, and the other snuffs it out like that. That person isn't there anymore.

There's always a party ending every day but also a new one being made. They are just chapters in our lives, ending and beginning.

I tend to just keep adding to a playlist, then I get bored and start a whole new one.

Anything that is good influences the next thing. It's inevitable. I believe that Hollywood influences the comics, and the comics influence Hollywood - it's a cycle.

The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.

we fill the nothing with suns, line them up, swallow sap, swallow field, drop by drop, each stem a pump. Rose to rose to rose to rose to rose to rose to rose, calyx & anther, all summer gone.

Life is a flat circle.

Time is round, and it rolls quickly.

Death, like life, dies at every moment and is born again at every moment.

Concentration of wealth yields concentration of political power. And concentration of political power gives rise to legislation that increases and accelerates the cycle.

Spending would then average about $4.5 trillion per year between 2024 and 2050. Total clean energy investment spending for the full twenty-seven-year investment cycle would amount to about $120 trillion.

To crave forever is to dismiss the beauty and wonder of the cycle.

You couldn't erase the past, or kill it, or wish it out of existence. Nor could you will away the present or change what was coming. We were all trapped in that cycle of time, just circling around the core of yesterdays. Sometimes those yesterdays were strong enough, willful enough, to suck you back no matter how hard you struggled.

When the moon wanes, the darkness eats it. Bite by bite.

We are always dying, all the time. That's what living is; living is dying, little by little. It is a sequenced collection of individualized deaths.