#fields

We shall not fight for the preservation of the enemy, which has laid waste with death and desolation the fields and hills of Ireland for 700 years. ↗

— James Larkin

#desolation #enemy #fields #fight #hills

My childhood home backed onto wheat and cotton fields. ↗

— Robert B. Laughlin

#childhood #cotton #cotton fields #fields #home

The introduction of many minds into many fields of learning along a broad spectrum keeps alive questions about the accessibility, if not the unity, of knowledge. ↗

— Edward Levi

#accessibility #alive #along #broad #fields

I left science, then I went into art, but I approach things very analytically. I choose to pursue both art and architecture as completely separate fields rather than merging them. ↗

— Maya Lin

#approach #architecture #art #both #choose

Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars. ↗

— Anne Morrow Lindbergh

#days #desert #dusty #fields #landed

I had never, ever drunk beer in high school, and by the time I got to Tech we were having these parties out in the cotton fields and getting so drunk. I was the champion beer drinker; suddenly I was pouring it down my throat... Insane! Insane! ↗

— Bob Livingston

#by the time #champion #cotton #cotton fields #down

Well, sometimes you need the fields to lie fallow in order to gain nutrients. ↗

— Cheech Marin

#fields #gain #lie #need #nutrients

The Republican Party is bringing out here onto the floor of Congress an all-out assault on the protection of the rights of people who work in the fields of our country, in the factories of our country, in the offices of our country. ↗

— Ed Markey

#assault #bringing #congress #country #factories

More than any other setting - more than battlefields or boardrooms or a spaceship headed for intergalactic travel - I'll put my money on the family to provide an endless source of comedy, tragedy and intrigue. ↗

— Joyce Maynard

#battlefields #comedy #endless #family #headed

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below. ↗

— John McCrae

#below #between #blow #bravely #crosses