We shall never understand the natural environment until we see it as a living organism. Land can be healthy or sick, fertile or barren, rich or poor, lovingly nurtured or bled white. Our present attitudes and laws governing the ownership and use of land represent an abuse of the concept of private property.... Today you can murder land for private profit. You can leave the corpse for all to see and nobody calls the cops.
To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation...Love is a high inducement to the individual to ripen, to become something in himself, to become world for himself for another's sake, it is a great exacting claim upon him, something that chooses him out and calls him to vast things.
You know how hard it is to feel like an extreme falcon-headed combat machine when somebody calls you "chicken man"?
I'm a godmother, that's a great thing to be, a godmother. She calls me god for short, that's cute, I taught her that.
For three days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off.
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe.
Interestingly, from an identity standpoint, what does it mean to have a disability? Pamela Anderson has more prosthetic in her body than I do and nobody calls her disabled.
The sign was spray-painted in Arabic and English, probably from some attempt by the farmer to sell his wares in the market. The English read: Dates-best price. Cold Bebsi. "Bebsi?" I asked. "Pepsi," Walt said. "I read about it on the Internet. There's no 'p' in Arabic. Everyone here calls the soda Bebsi." "So you have to have Bebsi with your bizza?" "Brobably.
This calls for a very special blend of psychology and extreme violence.
Life is made up of constant calls to action, and we seldom have time for more than hastily contrived answers.