Posted by: Roberto Giusti
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Nature Phrases)
Money makes economy. Economy is power that controls men... and consumes mother earth!
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Money makes economy. Economy is power that controls men... and consumes mother earth!
We are all taught to be eduacated, not to be innocent or to percept the beauty of existence; we are taught the names of flowers; of trees and not how to enter in contact with them, in syntony with existence. Existence is a mistery and it isn't accessible to those who want to constantly analize, pick, but only to those who are willing to fall in love with it, to dance with it.
Do you know why I love watching the night? Because it's like a mirror, it reflects what I have inside. Darkness, spaced out by flashes of astral light.
All that is visible is expression, all nature is image, it is language and couloured hieroglyphics. Despite a very evolved science nature, we are not prepared at all, nor educated to a correct observation, we are instead on war footing.
The world is the totality of facts, not things.
Idiots. It is repugnant to me to think that I am going to see their thick, self-satisfied faces.They make laws, they write popular novels, they get married, they are fools enough to have children. And all this time, great, vague nature as sleeped into their city, it has infiltrated everywhere, in their house, in theri office, in themselves. It doesn't move, it stays quietly and they are full of it inside, they breathe it, and they don't see it, they imagine it to be outside, twenty miles from the city. I see it, I see the nature... I know that its obedience is idleness, I know it has no laws: what they take for constancy is only habit and it can change tomorrow.
Our love for animals is measured by the sacrifices we are ready to do for them.
Mark how fleeting and paltry is the estate of man - yesterday in embryo, tomorrow a mummy or ashes. So for the hairsbreadth of time assigned to thee, live rationally, and part with life cheerfully, as drops the ripe olive, extolling the season that bore it and the tree that matured it.
There are no trees equal to the trees of this land; in autumn their leaves do not fall, but turn to gold.
It is the nature of all greatness not to be exact.