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“But there'll be plenty of room on Earth then because right now, what is it?-Only one-fifth of the Earth's surface is land, right? Whereas then there will be no more sea, it'll all be land, seas will be gone. The seas are the World's great septic tanks, its great cesspools, where all the waste of the World drains off into the sea.”

World Earth Rooms Gone Sea Land Right Now Waste Surface Plenty Heavenly Fifth Tanks Drains

Author:David Berg

“There are two distinct visits to tackle-shops, the visit to buy tackle and the visit which may be described as Platonic when, being for some reason unable to fish, we look for an excuse to go in, and waste the tackle dealer's time.”

Looks May Two Reason Sea Waste Rivers Fishes Excuse Boat Shops Lakes Fishing Dealer Platonic

Author:Arthur Ransome

“The sea, the stars, the night wind in waste places, mean more to me than even the human beings I love best.”

Humans Mean Night Stars Human Beings Love Is Sea Wind Waste

Book:The Autobiography of Bertrand Russell

Source: The Autobiography of Bertrand Russell

“Instead, we have found ourselves gasping for air in a sea of corruption, dysfunction, environmental degradation, waste, disenchantment and inequality—and the harder we compete, the more unequal we become.”

Found Air Sea Waste Harder Environmental Corruption Inequality Degradation Dysfunction Environmental Degradation Disenchantment

Book:A Bigger Prize: How We Can Do Better than the Competition

Source: A Bigger Prize: How We Can Do Better than the Competition

“The message from all quarters is the same: our undisciplined consumption must end. If we continue to gobble up our resources without any regard to stewardship and to spew out our deadly wastes over land, sea, and air, we may well be drawing down the final curtain upon ourselves.”

Ifs Wells May Ends Air Sea Land Waste Messages Resources Regard Environmental Finals Drawing Quarters Consumption Curtains Stewardship Undisciplined

Author:Richard J. Foster

“Industrial vomit...fills our skies and seas. Pesticides and herbicides filter into our foods. Twisted automobile carcasses, aluminum cans, non-returnable glass bottles and synthetic plastics form immense middens in our midst as more and more of our detritus resists decay. We do not even begin to know what to do with our radioactive wastes - whether to pump them into the earth, shoot them into outer space, or pour them into the oceans. Our technological powers increase, but the side effects and potential hazards also escalate.”

“The gray silence, the gray waves, the gray wastes of the sea.”

Silence Sea Waste Wave Gray

Author:William Sharp

“Someone once said that "The Waste Land" was a scum of poetry floating on a sea of footnotes. That resonated with me, because that's kind of what I was doing lyrically for a while. I was being very referential in a way. I would drop in these little phrases or ideas that were sort of portholes into a whole bigger realm of thought or whatever, that would work within the song, but that you could also poke through into a bigger discussion.”

Way Kind Littles Said Ideas Whole Song Sea Land Waste Bigger Discussion Phrases Realms Floating Poke Scum Footnotes Waste Land

Author:Ted Leo

“Pope John XXIII was an amoeba of goodness in a sea of waste, mistakenly believing that the Holy See could or would really change in any fundamental way.He was a tragic figure, for he raised a false hope, cast a brief ray of light that was snuffed out when he died.”

Way Believe Light Sea Figures Holy Goodness Waste Died Fundamentals Raised Casts Tragic Rays Pope False Hope Rays Of Light Amoeba

Author:Madalyn Murray O'Hair

“We have great cities to visit: New York and Washington, Paris and London; and further east, and older than any of these, the legendary city of Samarkand, whose crumbling palaces and mosques still welcome travelers on the Silk road. Weary of cities? Then we’ll take to the wilds. To the islands of Hawaii and the mountains of Japan, to forests where Civil War dead still lie, and stretches of sea no mariner ever crossed. They all have their poetry: the glittering cities and the ruined, the watery wastes and the dusty; I want to show you them all. I want to show you everything.”

“Oh Beautiful for smoggy skies, insecticided grain, For strip-mined mountain's majesty above the asphalt plain. America, America, man sheds his waste on thee, And hides the pines with billboard signs, from sea to oily sea.”