Noiess G Quotes & Sayings

Voice. We'll get slowly lazy-drunk on good — Gillian Flynn

When a livestock farmer is willing to "practice complexity" - to choreograph the symbiosis of several different animals, each of which has been allowed to behave and eat as it evolved to - he will find he has little need for machinery, fertilizer, and, most strikingly, chemicals. He finds he has no sanitation problem or any of the diseases that result from raising a single animal in a crowded monoculture and then feeding it things it wasn't designed to eat. This is perhaps the greatest efficiency of a farm treated as a biological system: health. — Michael Pollan

Few places in this world are more dangerous than home. Fear not, therefore, to try the mountain passes. They will kill care, save you from deadly apathy, set you free, and call forth every faculty into vigorous, enthusiastic action. — John Muir

If you don't know the difference between theology and religious
studies, then you're a theologian. — Brian Bocking

You are foolish, but without fools there would be no wisdom — John Colton

Procrastinate later. — John Vorhaus

It is said that desire is a product of the will, but the converse is in fact true: will is a product of desire. — Denis Diderot

Our panaceas cure but few ails, our general hospitals are private and exclusive. We must set up another Hygeia than is now worshiped. Do not the quacks even direct small doses for children, larger for adults, and larger still for oxen and horses? Let us remember that we are to prescribe for the globe itself. — Henry David Thoreau

True worship that is pleasing to God creates within the human heart a spirit of expectation and insatiable longing. — A.W. Tozer

Life is the wonder with which we are all infused. — Pearl S. Buck

It is seeing which establishes our place in the surrounding world; we explain that world with words, but words can never undo the fact that we are surrounded by it — John Berger

I stare awkwardly up at him as his eyes scan mine, morphing from forlorn into something darker, a fiery passion beaming out from somewhere deep inside his loins. — Lena Black

Earth, my dearest, oh believe me, you no longer need your springtimes to win me over ... Unspeakably, I have belonged to you, from the flush. — Rainer Maria Rilke