The Earth (n.) holds the psyche by a chain where the saurian's tail used to be — and being bound to the earth is not a bar to growth but its condition.
The Earth (n.) is the mother whose face gave modern man's intellect a violent shock when it suddenly beheld her, for it had strayed too far into consciousness.
The Earth (n.) loves you as you love it, and therefore it brings forth — as the peasant knows who sleeps with his wife in the furrow on the night of the full moon.
The Earth (n.) is not a dead body but inhabited by a spirit that is its life and soul; she hatches the minerals in her womb as a mother her unborn child.
The Earth (n.) is all that lies beneath you: love the earth and you hang; love the sky and you hover — you only fly if you aim at what is above you.