One of the effects of civilization is to diminish the rigour of the application of the law of natural selection. It preserves weakly lives that would have perished in barbarous lands.
The most difficult task for anyone wandering through a foreign land with the hope of gaining some insight into it is the profound need to come to terms with the lives and thoughts of strangers.
I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.
People and land need healing which is all inclusive - holistic.
No pessimist ever discovered the secret of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new doorway for the human spirit.
Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.
Conservation viewed in its entirety, is the slow and laborious unfolding of a new relationship between people and land.
Your task is to conquer yourselves, not ships, lands and castles. This battle is the one in which you especially are to 'come off conqueror. ' It is fought every day. In fact, it is a continuing process which commenced a long, long time ago.
There is a place, like no place on earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger. Some say, to survive it, you need to be as mad as a hatter. Which, luckily, I am.
In England, even the poorest of people believe that they have rights; that is very different from what satisfies the poor in other lands.
The pornography of violence of course far exceeds, in volume and general acceptance, sexual pornography, in this Puritan land of ours. Exploiting the apocalypse, selling the holocaust, is a pornography. For the ultimate selling job on ultimate violence one must read those works of fiction issued by our government as manuals of civil defense, in which you learn that there's nothing to be afraid of if you've stockpiled lots of dried fruit.
You have got to connect your land use decisions with transportation decisions.
In more recent years, I've become more and more fascinated with the indigenous folklore of this land, Native American folklore, and also Hispanic folklore now that I live in the Southwest.
Saying Good-bye to the God of Disease (2) Thousands of willow branches in a spring wind. Six hundred million of China, land of the gods, and exemplary like the emperors Shun and Yao. A scarlet rain of peach blossoms turned into waves and emerald mountains into bridges. Summits touch the sky. We dig with silver shovels and iron arms shake the earth and the Three Rivers. God of plagues, where are you going? We burn paper boats and bright candles to light his way to heaven.
The Westerns I like aren't really comedies. I'm drawn to the scope of them and the land as a central character.
Dominion by land or sea will appear equally destitute of attraction, when it comes to be generally understood, that all its advantages rest with the rulers, and that the subjects at large derive no benefit whatever.
It is the Late city that first defies the land, contradicts Nature in the lines of its silhouette, denies all Nature. It wants to be something different from and higher than Nature. These high-pitched gables, these Baroque cupolas, spires, and pinnacles, neither are, nor desire to be, related with anything in Nature. And then begins the gigantic megalopolis, the city-as-world, which suffers nothing beside itself and sets about annihilating the country picture.
America is not a young land: it is old and dirty and evil before the settlers, before the Indians. The evil is there waiting.
The land is ours. It's not European and we have taken it, we have given it to the rightful people. . . Those of white extraction who happen to be in the country and are farming are welcome to do so, but they must do so on the basis of equality.
Colonialists stole not only the lands of African people and renamed them. They stole also their knowledge, so that they would know nothing about themselves