Sometimes, somehow... I feel that ocean contains tears of mother earth, that mourns over terrible great sin done by men.
I know that men are so eager to be one among the stars. I feel that damaged earth will never let men go off hand.
The miracle is not to walk on water. The miracle is to walk on the green earth, dwelling deeply in the present moment and feeling truly alive.
Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves - slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future.
How little do my countrymen know what precious blessings they are in possession of, and which no other people on earth enjoy!
If you wish to stand and progress as you ought, hold yourself an exile and a pilgrim on the earth.
The curse of Adam and Eve that fell upon the earth because of their sin will be lifted when Christ returns.
We are so much the victims of abstraction that with the Earth in flames we can barely rouse ourselves to wander across the room and look at the thermostat.
What is unusual about Earth is that language, literally, has become alive. It has infested matter. It is replicating and defining and building itself. And it is in us.
I think - you know, I'm a guy that - I don't live on the earth just to walk it. I live on here to make a difference.
It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London.
Our world isn't made of earth, air and water or even molecules and atoms; our world is made of language.
You are the plays you write. How on earth could you write them otherwise? They're projections of your own predilections.
It is greater than the stars - that moving procession of human energy; greater than the palpitating earth and the things growing thereon.
I think if I had to choose, I would rather have gravity instead of zero gravity. It's fun for a while, but I'd rather live on Earth.
'Bloom' is basically the idea that all flesh is grass, and that we can look at natural plant growth and organic material as outgrowths of the Earth.
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
The Creation Museum uses fossils to present evidence that there was a global catastrophe, Noah's Flood, that killed and preserved the remains of creatures all over the earth.
I am no Patriot for I try to breathe in with the steadfast belief that my country is the Earth and my religion is Humanism.
Man must at all costs overcome the Earth's gravity and have, in reserve, the space at least of the Solar System.
It's hard to talk about it without sounding like a hippie. But trees are really inspiring to me. They're like the masters of the earth.
