Quote by Barbara Ehrenreich
Imagine spending four billion years stocking the oceans with seafo

Imagine spending four billion years stocking the oceans with seafood, filling the ground with fossil fuels, and drilling the bees in honey production — only to produce a race of bed-wetters! – Barbara Ehrenreich

Other quotes by Barbara Ehrenreich

Experimental science is fascinating, but I dont want to do it. I want other people to do it, and Ill read about it. – Barbara Ehrenreich

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Science
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If you can attribute your success entirely to your own mental effort, to your own attitude, to some spiritual essence that you have that is better than other peoples, then that must feel pretty good. – Barbara Ehrenreich

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Attitude
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Other Quotes from
Creation
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If the Lord Almighty had consulted me before embarking upon Creation, I should have recommended something simpler. – Alfonso X

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Creation

On certain mornings, as we turn a corner,
an exquisite dew falls on our heart
and then vanishes.
But the freshness lingers, and this, always,
is what the heart needs.
The earth must have risen in just such a light
the morning the world was born. – Albert Camus

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Creation

when god decided to invent everything he took one reath bigger than a circustent and everything began – e. e. (Edward Estlin) cummings

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Creation

The noun of self becomes a verb. This flashpoint of creation in the present moment is where work and play merge. – Stephen Nachmanovitch

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Creation

Random Quotes

We have to get back to the beauty of just being alive in this present moment. – Mary McDonnell

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Beauty

A touchstone to determine the actual worth of an “intellectual” – find out how he feels about astrology. – Robert A. Heinlein

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Astrology

All paths are the same, leading nowhere. Therefore, pick a path with heart! – Carlos Castaneda

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Heart

When one subtracts from life infancy (which is vegetation), sleep, eating and swilling, buttoning and unbuttoning — how much remains of downright existence? The summer of a dormouse. – Lord Byron

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Carpe Diem