All things are flowing, even those that seem immovable. The adamant is always passing into smoke. The plants imbibe the materials ...which they want from the air and the ground. They burn, that is, exhale and decompose their own bodies into the air and earth again. The animal burns, or undergoes the like perpetual consumption. The earth burns, the mountains burn and decompose, slower, but incessantly.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If alcohol is queen, then tobacco is her consort. It's a fond companion for all occasions, a loyal friend through fair weather and... foul. People smoke to celebrate a happy moment, or to hide a bitter regret. Whether you're alone or with friends, it's a joy for all the senses. What lovelier sight is there than that double row of white cigarettes, lined up like soldiers on parade and wrapped in silver paper?... I love to touch the pack in my pocket, open it, savor the feel of the cigarette between my fingers, the paper on my lips, the taste of tobacco on my tongue. I love to watch the flame spurt up, love to watch it come closer and closer, filling me with its warmth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is indeed typical that you Earth people refuse to believe in the superiority of any world but your own. Children looking into a... magnifying glass, imagining the image you see is the image of your true size.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
You may decry some of these scruples and protest that there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in my philosoph...y. I am concerned, rather, that there should not be more things dreamt of in my philosophy than there are in heaven or earth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Let me enjoy the earth no less Because the all-enacting Might... That fashioned forth its loveliness Had other aims than my delight.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The little lives of earth and form, Of finding food, and keeping warm,... Are not like ours, and yet A kinship lingers nonetheless....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
To see the earth as we now see it, small and beautiful in that eternal silence where it floats, is to see ourselves as riders on t...he earth together, brothers on that bright loveliness in the unending night--brothers who see now they are truly brothers.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »