“In the sweat of thy face thou shalt eat bread, Till thou return unto the ground; for thou Out of the ground wast taken; know thy birth, For dust thou art, and shalt to dust return.” KnowsArtFacesTakenReturnBirthBreadDustSweat Book:Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton Source: Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton
“Life's dirty. Life's unclean you know. It's birth, it's sex, it's the intestinal tract. One big squishy, unsanitary mess. It never gets any cleaner either. You know, dust to dust, worms crawl in, worms crawl out, right Even though we know that, we still walk the walk, we still live the life. We're like a bunch of little kids. Little kids, you know, we jump in this big old pond of mud and we're slapping it all over our face, rubbing our hair all down our backs and we're making these glorious, gooey, mud pies. That's us.” KnowsLifeLittlesStillsBigsKidsFacesSexWalksHairBirthBunchDustMessLive LifeDirtyGloriousPieMudWormsLittle KidPondsCleanersSlappingDust To DustMud Pies Author:Andrew Schneider
“Know thy birth! For dost thou art, and shalt to dust return.” KnowsArtReturnBirthDust Author:John Milton
“But one of the coolest things about meteorites is that most were formed four-and-a-half-billion years ago, during the birth of our solar system, when, for reasons not yet known, a cloud of gas and dust was transformed into a sun with circling planets.” YearsReasonHalfKnownSunFourPlanetsBirthYears AgoCloudsBillionsDustGasTransformedSolar System Author:Neil deGrasse Tyson
“We still don't know for sure what the trigger was, but since we've discovered meteorites with supernova dust, we do know that a violent explosion rocked our cosmic neighborhood at the time of our birth, and it's quite possible that without it, our stable, stately solar system would never exist at all.” KnowsStillsBirthViolentDustNeighborhoodCosmicStableExplosionsTriggersSolar SystemSupernova Author:Neil deGrasse Tyson
“Do not think about the body. The body comes and goes; for it there is birth and there is death. But you are not the body. Body is just rust and dust. Think only of God. Love God.” ThinkingBodyBirthDustGod LoveComes And GoesRust Author:Sathya Sai Baba
“Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it is beyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed by the rhythm of day and night; it is not of the earth. But your poet knows that its eternal hunger is for time and space, and it strives evermore to be born in the fruitful dust. Heaven is fulfilled in your sweet body, my child, in your palpitating heart. The sea is beating its drums in joy, the flowers are a-tiptoe to kiss you. For heaven is born in you, in the arms of the mother- dust.” KnowsHeartChildrenBodyEarthJoyMotherNightAsksHeavenBornSpaceSeaPoetSweetFlowerArmsBirthLimitsKissingEternalStriveHungerRhythmDustAsk MeMy ChildrenFulfilledStrifeSageTime And SpaceDay And NightBirth And DeathEvermoreTiptoes Author:Rabindranath Tagore
“Before birth; yes, what time was it then? A time like now, and when they were dead, it would be still like now: these trees, that sky, this earth, those acorn seeds, sun and wind, all the same, while they, with dust-turned hearts, change only.” InspirationalHeartStillsWould BeEarthSunTreeSkyWindBirthSeedsDustAcorns Book:Other Voices, Other Rooms Source: Other Voices, Other Rooms