I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
You have a life and there are these volumes on either side that go unvisited; some day soon as the world winds he will lie beneath what he now stands on, dead as those insects whose sound he no longer hears, and the grass will go on growing, wild and blind.
Big sisters are the crab grass in the lawn of life.
There is no dusk to be, There is no dawn that was, Only there's now, and now, And the wind in the grass.
I'm involved in issues, and issues are about grass-roots politics.
Never had the sky been more studded with stars and more charming, the trees more trembling, the odor of the grass more penetrating; never had the birds fallen asleep among the leaves with a sweeter noise; never had all the harmonies of universal serenity responded more thoroughly to the inward music of love; never had Marius been more captivated, more happy, more ecstatic.
There've been a lot more people hurt on astro-turf than grass.
And so the seasons went rolling on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass.
There, where I have passed, the grass will never grow gain.
Everything we knew condemned us, and our questioning condemned us most of all. Knowledge was the way of our people, and knowledge was dangerous. It was the first thing that freed you and the thing that put you in peril. It was the key to the ten gates. I saw them clearly now, each and every one, the gates that were there for me. Ashes, Bones, Grass, Heart, Stone, Love, Sorrow, Blood, Earth, Sky.
I'm thankful to be breathing, on this side of the grass. Whatever comes, comes.
I found every breath of air, and every scent, and every flower and leaf and blade of grass and every passing cloud, and everything in nature, more beautiful and wonderful to me than I had ever found it yet. This was my first gain from my illness. How little I had lost, when the wide world was so full of delight for me.
A storm breaks trees. It only bends grass.
People eat meat and think they will become as strong as an ox, forgetting that the ox eats grass.
It is forbidden to walk on the grass. It is not forbidden to fly over the grass.
The grass is always greener around the fire hydrant.
Dirt rolls from his palm, Blades of grass Tumble from his hair.
First, recognize that you are not a sheep who will be satisfied with only a few nibbles of dry grass or with following the herd as they wander aimlessly, bleating and whining, all of their days. Separate yourself now from the multitude of humanity so that you will be able to control your own destiny. Remember that what others think and say and do need never influence what you think and say and do.
In a more universal sense, we only get one thing. You know. . . a head stone if we're lucky; if not, green grass.
Do not worry too much about your lawn. You will soon find if you haven't already that almost every adult American devotes tremendous time and money to the maintenance of an invasive plant species called turf grass that we can't eat. I encourage you to choose better obsessions.