We manipulate nature as
We manipulate nature as if we were stuffing an Alsatian goose. We create new forms of energy; we make new elements; we kill crops; we wash brains. I can hear them in the dark sharpening their lasers. Erwin Chargaff
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We manipulate nature as if we were stuffing an Alsatian goose. We create new forms of energy; we make new elements; we kill crops; we wash brains. I can hear them in the dark sharpening their lasers. Erwin Chargaff
Rock and roll is a music, and why should a music contribute to … juvenile delinquency? If people are going to be juvenile delinquents, they’re going to be delinquents if they hear … Mother Goose rhymes. Elvis Presley
It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk on that long beach Everything was withdrawn as far as possible, indrawn: the tide far out, the ocean shrunken, seabirds in ones or twos. The rackety, icy, offshore wind numbed our faces on one side; disrupted the formation of a lone flight of … Read more
How do the geese know when to fly to the sun? Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we, humans know when it is time to move on? As with the migrant birds, so surely with us, there is a voice within if only we would listen to it, that tells us certainly when to go … Read more
If I were to choose the sights, the sounds, the fragrances I most would want to see and hear and smell–among all the delights of the open world–on a final day on earth, I think I would choose these: the clear, ethereal song of a white-throated sparrow singing at dawn; the smell of pine trees … Read more
Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare. Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace, And lay them prone upon the earth and cease To ponder on themselves, the while they stare At nothing, intricately drawn nowhere In shapes of shifting lineage; let geese Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release From dusty bondage … Read more
let geese Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release From dusty bondage into luminous air. Edna St. Vincent Millay
It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense. E. A. Bucchianeri
The art of plucking the goose without making it cry out has been developed to a high state of perfection at the hands of the war makers. Frederic C. Howe