“One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time. Variants include "You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore".” LongDoeLosesLandOceanLong TimeCrossesSightShore Author:Christopher Columbus
“When rowan leaves are dank and rusting And rowan berries red as blood, When in my palm the hangman's thrusting The final nail with bony thud, When, over the foul flooding river, Upon the wet grey height, I toss Before my land's grim looks, and shiver As I swing here upon the cross, Then, through the blood and weeping, stretches My dying sight to space remote; I see upon the river's reaches Christ sailing to me in a boat.” LooksChristSpaceBloodLandDyingRedRiversCrossesSightFinalsBoatHeightSwingsWetNailsSailingGreyPalmsWeepingFoulGrimTossBerriesShiverFloodingHangmanDank Author:Alexander Blok
“An entirely new factor has appeared in the social development of the country, and this factor is the Irish-American, and his influence. To mature its powers, to concentrate its action, to learn the secret of its own strength and of England's weakness, the Celtic intellect has had to cross the Atlantic. At home it had but learned the pathetic weakness of nationality; in a strange land it realised what indomitable forces nationality possesses. What captivity was to the Jews, exile has been to the Irish: America and American influence have educated them.” Has BeensCountryHomeActionAmericaForceSocialSecretInfluenceLandStrangeDevelopmentWeaknessCrossesEnglandJewIntellectFactorsEducatedMatureExilePatheticNationalityRealisedSocial DevelopmentCaptivityCelticIndomitable Author:Oscar Wilde
“Our family has made its livelihood from the land, digging trenches for hundreds of miles cross-country. You could say this is a real paradox, to destroy the land, yet love it at the same time. This is a typical story of Westerners, how we build community through change.” MadeRealCountryStoriesCommunityLandCrossesMilesOur FamilyParadoxTypicalDiggingLivelihoodTrenchesWesterners Author:Terry Tempest Williams
“Brother will kill brother, spill blood across the land. Killing for religion, something I don't understand. Fools like me who cross the sea and come to foreign lands, ask the sheep for their beliefs; 'Do you kill on God's command?'” AsksBeliefBloodSeaLandBrotherFoolCrossesKillingLike MeCommandSheepSpillsForeign Lands Author:Dave Mustaine