Sadness is more or less like a head cold - with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.
Barbara KingsolverRead
What we lose in our great human exodus from the land is a rooted sense, as deep and intangible as religious faith, of why we need to hold on to the wild and beautiful places that once surrounded us.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of preserving nature and our connection to it amidst modernization and urbanization.
Barbara Kingsolver's quote reflects on the profound loss we experience as humanity moves away from natural landscapes due to urban expansion and development. She suggests that this shift results in a loss of deep-rooted understanding and appreciation for the beauty and significance of the wild places that once surrounded us, which are essential for our spiritual and emotional well-being.
In practice
A speech about environmental conservation.
Sadness is more or less like a head cold - with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.
Children can be your heartache. But that doesn't matter, you have to go on and have them . . . it works out.
I'm of a fearsome mind to throw my arms around every living librarian who crosses my path, on behalf of the souls they never knew they saved.
I did it to win love, and to prove myself capable. Not to move mountains. In my opinions, mountains don't move. They only look changed when you look down on them from great height.
Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin.
Empathy is really the opposite of spiritual meanness. It's the capacity to understand that every war is both won and lost. And that someone else's pain is as meaningful as your own.
In reality, climate change is actually the biggest thing that's going on every single day.
And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.
The Forbidden Forest looked as though it had been enchanted, each tree smattered with silver, and Hagrid's cabin looked like an iced cake.
One great thing about fly fishing is that after a while nothing exists of the world but thoughts about fly fishing
Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Moon and the stars; in the heavens, you have made them bright, precious and fair.
The Earth is blue... how wonderful. It is amazing
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