#earth

Our problems started in Dallas, when the fire-breathing sheep destroyed the King Tut exhibit. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#destruction #earthquakes #floods #funny #funny-and-random

Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that is the inheritor of our fear. Let him not love the earth too deeply... For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much. ↗

— Alan Paton

#beloved country #child #country #cry #deeply

We think the whole world's going to change, and forget that human beings are still human beings; we have the same five senses, we still interact the same way, we still love and hate the same way, but marketers lose track of that. But then it comes down to earth. ↗

— Michael K. Powell

#change #comes #down #down to earth #earth

In theory one is aware that the earth revolves, but in practice one does not perceive it, the ground upon which one treads seems not to move, and one can live undisturbed. So it is with Time in one's life. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#does #earth #ground #life #live

The way I see it, the earth is going to be here after we're dead and gone. Even if it's a polluted planet, and they messed it up. Where do they go from here - to another planet so they can mess that up too? ↗

— Richard Pryor

#another #dead #earth #even #go

The only wealth in this world is children, more than all the money, power on earth. ↗

— Mario Puzo

#earth #money #more #only #power

An exact poetic duplication of a man is for the poet a negation of the earth, an impossibility of being, even though his greatest desire is to speak to many men, to unite with them by means of harmonious verses about the truths of the mind or of things. ↗

— Salvatore Quasimodo

#being #desire #duplication #earth #even

The poet's spoken discourse often depends on a mystique, on the spiritual freedom that finds itself enslaved on earth. ↗

— Salvatore Quasimodo

#discourse #earth #enslaved #finds #freedom

I couldn't help but be impressed by the magnitude of the earthquake. ↗

— Dan Quayle

#help #i #impressed #magnitude

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. ↗

— Thomas de Quincey

#duller #earth #london #ours #rainy