It's just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.
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The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow. I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life. And my pride is from the life throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
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Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill top grass and smelt the earth made ready for the seed, you are never again going to be fully happy about the cities and towns that man carries like a crippling weight upon his back.
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Sit quiety, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.
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Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
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What though the radiance which was once so bright Be not forever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of Human suffering, In the faith that looks through death In years that bring philophic mind.
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Listen, can you hear it Spring's sweet cantata. The strains of grass pushing through the snow. The song of buds swelling on the vine. The tender timpani of a baby robin's heart. Spring.
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There is nothing fantastic or ultradimansional about crab grass.. Unless you are an sf writer, in which case pretty soon you are viewing crab grass with suspicion. What are it's real motives And who sent it here in the first place It only looks like crab grass. That's what they want us to think it is. One day the crab grass suit will fall off and their true identity will be revealed. By then the Pentagon will be full of crab grass and it'll be too late. The crab grass, or what we took to be crab grass, will dictate terms.
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We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature trees, flowers, grass grows in silence see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence.. We need silence to be able to touch souls.
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To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.
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When elephants fight it is the grass that suffers.
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I saw a vegetarian wearing a furry coat. So I looked closer. It was made of grass.
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I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journeywork of the stars.
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Grass grows by inches but it's killed by feet.
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Worlds can be found by a child and an adult bending down and looking together under the grass stems or at the skittering crabs in a tidal pool.
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Enthusiasm is a volcano on whose top never grows the grass of hesitation.
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In the world's audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of midnight.
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Our way is not soft grass, it's a mountain path with lots of rocks. But it goes upward, forward, toward the sun.
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If we had a keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence.
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Wherever the Turkish hoof trods, no grass grows.
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Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
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Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow.
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A people without history is like wind on the buffalo grass. Sioux
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Every blade of grass has its Angel that bends over it and whispers, Grow, Grow
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Latet anguis in herba. (There's a snake hidden in the grass)
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