#nin

The plants we've chosen will collect and cycle Earth's minerals,water, and air;shade the soil and renew it with leafy mulch; and yield fruits and greens for people and wildlife. ↗

— Toby Hemenway

#food-security #gardening #organic #permaculture #provision

Following the food from market to the kitchen made a huge difference. to this day, this is how I cook. ↗

— Annie Falk

#palm-beach-entertaining #roger-verge #sustainable-living #food

I grew up listening to Queen. They were no stranger to throwing in the unexpected and something a little more dramatic. ↗

— Carrie Underwood

#grew #i #listening #little #more

I was taught that you can’t expect to be forgiven when you continuously commit the same sin over and over again. ↗

— J.B. McGee

#forgiven #forgiveness #j-b-mcgee #jb-mcgee #sinning

But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin. ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#hunger #thirst #yearning #freedom

Books can not be killed by fire. People die, but books never die. No man and no force can abolish memory... In this war, we know, books are weapons. And it is a part of your dedication always to make them weapons for man's freedom. ↗

— Franklin D. Roosevelt

#books #censorship #freedom #freedom

You said you knew the perfect place to run to. A place that was empty of people, and buildings, and far, far away. A place covered in blood-red earth and sleeping life. A place longing to come alive again. It's a place for disappearing, you'd said, a place for getting lost... and for getting found. I'll take you there, you'd said. And I could say that I agreed. ↗

— Lucy Christopher

#finding-yourself #freedom #hope #living-life-to-the-fullest #running-away

America... goes not abroad, in search of monsters to destroy. She is the well-wisher to the freedom and independence of all. ↗

— John Quincy Adams

#imperialism #independence #isolationism #liberty #noninterventionism

She clutched the train ticket tighter and waited for the sense of escape to come over her as it had a dozen times before, that heady sensation of having just scooted through the clanging gate, of eluding the thrown net. It didn't come. She was running again, but she wasn't escaping. She'd been chased to ground a long, long time ago. ↗

— Connie Brockway

#escape #freedom #running #freedom

She had lost herself in this old work, her personality dissolving into it, so that she had been set free. The immortality of the soul lies in its dissolution; this was the cryptic comment that so frustrated Olivier and which Julien had only ever grasped as evidence for the history of a particular school of thought. He had known all about its history, but Julia knew what it meant. He found the realization strangely reassuring. ↗

— Iain Pears

#freedom #immortality #liberation #meaning #philosophy