Green Quotes
I fear oblivion' he said. "I fear it like a proverbial blind man fears the dark
When am I going to learn to stop questioning authority and just eat the Soylent Green?
Those who pretend as if they don't love you, are the ones who would hate to see you love another person.
Books of the sages of the ages reflect upon in stages
And the moral of the story is that you don’t remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened.
On some fundamental level we find it difficult to understand that other people are human beings in the same way that we are.
Soylent Green is made out of people. So is your personal network… but let’s hope its non-toxic because you drink it every day.
We're doing it wrong, absolutely wrong! Miss Universe should be about Space Exploration, Miss World about Science and Miss Earth about Going Green!
Being a werewolf, an alpha more so, isn't about being aggressive over others but controlling yourself, the wolf's wild virus inside my DNA, and emotions that comes with the beast.
I don't think I'll ever grow old and say, "What was I thinking eating all those fruits and vegetables?
She smashes her knuckles into winterAs autumn's wind fades into blackShe is the saint of all the sinners, the one whose fallen through the cracks...(iViva la Gloria!)
...stories don’t just make us matter to each other—maybe they’re also theonly way to the infinite mattering he’d been after for so long.
The Lord works in mysterious ways. What's true to one man, a wonder and a marvel, might not seem so to another, as God didn't intend it for him.
I swear it looked like she wanted her words to slither around us and go out the door unheard.
No electricity, fridge, TV or game console. I guess changing from human was enough fun and games for werewolves.
His eyes forward didn’t deviate from the off-road trail, his chiseled jaw gripped shut during the ride. He didn’t release any sound of explanation until we arrived.
Yes, Dad collared me before I was even born. Nevertheless, he made me the one in authority of the collar and myself.
Her blue eyes glowed headlight red into my leafy greens. Those eyes were freaky.
That did explain his sucky home life growing up but didn’t excuse the way he treated others. Was there childcare for abused werewolves?
Be careful. The conditions are treacherous with mud-sucking tentacles pulling shoes and socks into the murky bottom while smearing grime on those who passed by.
I got a whiff of minty fresh breath. Definitely not, what I'd expect from a wild wolf.
All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it.” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
As he read, I feel in love the way you fall asleep: slow, and then all at once.
If you Love Happy Life, Save EARTH from getting more dirty & abused.I will be GREEN again … Tree's inner voice
We live in a universe devoted to the creation, and eradication, of awareness.
Let all the green leaves be mineas long as the trees define shades created by their limbsfor the soil made with victimsof atrocity's vileness to redeem the fragileness
I'm a grenade, I just want to stay away from people and read books, and think...
That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them
It became a weekend of reading, of trying to see her in the fragments of the poem she'd left for me.
But tonight is a gusty, hurrying night . . . even the clouds racing over the sky are in a hurry and the moonlight that gushes out between them is in a hurry to flood the world.
You've been away a long time. Were you lost?' He sounds lost himself, half strangled and fighting to stay conscious.'Wounded, not lost, ' I tell him, but I do feel lost.
My goal is to draw a line with some 'flavor' to it.
I finally understood that I couldn’t avoid working to provide for myself, but that can also be a wonderfulthing, a beautiful thing.
They have taken the idea of nonharming, of gentleness toward the earth, to a very radical level. Even the weeds are not enemies.
The problem, of course, is that there's no way of knowing that your last good day is your Last Good Day. At the time, it's just another good day.