A Quote by Lorenz Hart

How we love sequestering, where no pests are pestering. — © Lorenz Hart
How we love sequestering, where no pests are pestering.

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Depending on how you farm, your farm is either sequestering or releasing carbon.
The virtue of art lies in detachment, in sequestering one object from the embarrassing variety. Until one thing comes out from theconnection of things, there can be enjoyment, contemplation, but no thought.
House guests (I don't care who they are, how much I like them, or how long it's been since I last saw them) are pests, much like roaches and mice. But there are differences. You can trap roaches and mice. And they don't want you to drive them to Disneyland.
Somehow, by just continually pestering the general public by appearing on television, they accepted me and wanted more.
hen the price of carbon reaches $100 a tonne, then it will become an economically viable business proposition to start taking CO? out of the atmosphere and sequestering it underground.
Oh, life would be all right if we didn't have to put up with these damned creditors who keep pestering us with the demands of their ideals.
The way forward is to stop pestering yourself for answers and let it, the creative part of your mind, come up with the solution when the time is right.
I don't have too many pests. My concept is this: I manage myself, and there's nothing wrong with people having managers.
The biggest pests are the people who use altruism as an alibi. What they passionately wish is to make themselves important.
Most of the time pests and disease are just nature's way of telling the farmer he's doing something wrong.
Too many bugs and leeches and spiders and spiderwebs. Please spray the wilderness to rid the area of these pests.
We have to devise ways to lower the cost of production and reduce the risks involved in agriculture such as pests, pathogens, and weeds.
Even just pestering people with questions, and being nosey and pushy and getting her way, are things I think many young women grow up struggling with, to assert themselves.
It was strange, how easily and quickly protection could cause destruction. Sometimes, Vasher wondered if the two weren't really the same thing. Protect a flower, destroy pests who wanted to feed on it. Protect a building, destroy the plants that could have grown in the soil. Protect a man. Live with the destruction he creates.
Gnomes are supposed to be good luck in a garden, protecting against pests and diseases. A mythic gatekeeper, in the way a Kitchen Witch is.
Human courtship has some wild extremes. At one end of the spectrum, there is harassment, pestering, blackmail, and an abuse of institutional power, which its targets rightly fear and loathe. At the other end is love, which as Nietzsche said, is beyond good and evil and always deserves our respect and compassion even when it is doomed or destructive. In the wide middle of the spectrum are all the ambiguous and tragi-comic goings-on of our species.
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