Quotes About Cycle

It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over.

It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it's one damn thing over and over.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that ia eternity.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

De mi cuerpo en descomposición crecerán flores, yo estaré en ellas, y eso es la eternidad

Where life is there is death, reasons the vulture, and where there's death there's hope.

All things are in motion, all is in process, nothing abides, nothing will ever change in this eternal moment.

The plow of mortality drives through the stubble, turns over rocks and sod and weeds to cover the old, the worn-out, the husks, shells, empty seedpods and sapless roots, clearing the field for the next crop. A ruthless, brutal process—but clean and beautiful.

If my decomposing carcass helps nourish the roots of a juniper tree or the wings of a vulture—that is immortality enough for me. And as much as anyone deserves.

What boots up must come down.

We come from the earth. We return to the earth. And in between we garden.

All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full.

The dog is turned to his own vomit again.

And the evening and the morning were the first day.

Worry is a complete cycle of inefficient thought revolving about a pivot of fear.

The earth bringeth forth fruit of herself; first the blade, then the ear, after that the full corn in the ear.

All men have one entrance into life, and the like going out.

Thou fool, that which thou sowest is not quickened, except it die.

The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.

What goes around comes around, just like a flip turn.

What goes up must come down. Ask any system administrator.

In the time when Dendid created all things,He created the sun,And the sun is born, and dies, and comes again.

He created man,And man is born, and dies, and does not come again.

He wants to tell her that when things vanish they become something else, in death we rise again in the blades of grass, the splitting bodies of seeds.