“To our senses, the elements are four and have ever been, and will ever be for they are the elements of life, of poetry, and of perception, the four Great Ones, the Four Roots, the First Four of Fire and the Wet, Earth and the wide Air of the World. To find the other many elements, you must go to the laboratory and hunt them down. But the four we have always with us, they are our world. Or rather, they have us with them.” WorldFirstsEarthScienceFireFourAirElementsPerceptionRootsWideSensesOur WorldWetHuntsLaboratoryGreat OnesElements Of Life Book:Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated) Source: Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)
“My family dumplings are sleek and seductive, yet stout and masculine. They taste of meat, yet of flour. They are wet, yet they are dry. They have weight, but they are light. Airy, yet substantial. Earth, air, fire, water; velvet and elastic! Meat, wheat and magic! They are our family glory!” LightEarthWaterFireMagicAirFoodTasteGloryMy FamilyWeightCookingOur FamilyMeatDryCulinaryWetMasculineWheatSeductiveVelvetAiryFlourStoutDumplings Author:Robert P. T. Coffin
“Odors from decaying food wafting through the air when the door is opened, colorful mold growing between a wet gym uniform and thedamp carpet underneath, and the complete supply of bath towels scattered throughout the bedroom can become wonderful opportunities to help your teenager learn once again that the art of living in a community requires compromise, negotiation, and consensus.” ArtHelpingOpportunityCommunityGrowingWonderfulDoorsAirCompromiseTeenagerGymWetUniformsBedroomAdolescenceNegotiationCarpetConsensusBathsMoldColorfulArt Of LivingTowelsOdor Author:Barbara Coloroso
“When you know you are of worth, you don't have to raise your voice, you don't have to become rude, you don't have to become vulgar; you just are. And you are like the sky is, as the air is, the same way water is wet. It doesn't have to protest.” KnowsWayVoiceWaterAirSkyRaisesProtestWetRudeVulgarRaise Your Voice Author:Maya Angelou
“The effect of civilization is to impose human law upon environment until it becomes machine-like in its regularity. The objectionable is eliminated, the inevitable is foreseen. One is not even made wet by the rain nor cold by the frost; while death, instead of stalking about gruesome and accidental, becomes a prearranged pageant, moving along a well-oiled groove to the family vault, where the hinges are kept from rusting and the dust from the air is swept continually away.” HumansWellsMadeMovingLawEnvironmentAirEffectsColdCivilizationRainMachinesDustInevitableWetStalkingFrostGrooveHingesRegularityPageantVaultsForeseen Book:Love of life and Other Stories by Jack London Source: Love of life and Other Stories by Jack London