A Quote by David Foreman

... do something. Pay your rent for the privilege of living on this beautiful, blue-green, living Earth. — © David Foreman
... do something. Pay your rent for the privilege of living on this beautiful, blue-green, living Earth.
Service is the rent we pay for the privilege of living on this earth.
We have a choice to make during our brief visit to this beautiful blue and green living planet: to hurt it or to help it.
Philanthropy is the rent we pay for the joy and privilege we have for our space on this earth.
Joy is everywhere; it is in the earth's green covering of grass: in the blue serenity of the sky: in the reckless exuberance of spring: in the severe abstinence of grey winter: in the living flesh that animates our bodily frame: in the perfect poise of the human figure, noble and upright: in living, in the exercise of all our powers: in the acquisition of knowledge. . . Joy is there everywhere.
I was taught that the world had a lot of problems; that I could struggle and change them; that intellectual and material gifts brought the privilege and responsibility of sharing with others less fortunate; and that service is the rent each of us pays for living - the very purpose of life and not something you do in your spare time or after you have reached your personal goals.
If service is the rent you pay for your existence on this earth, are you behind in your rent?
Service is the rent we pay for living.
I'm going to bring in something called the London Living Rent. These are homes where rent is one third of average local earnings.
Activism is the rent I pay for living on this planet.
The earth is the Lord's. Psalm 24 basically says the earth is God's property. We have been given the privilege and responsibility of living on earth to see it isn't ruined.
Service to society is the rent we pay for living on this planet.
I probably got many personalities living in my head and they all have to pay rent, OK?
You only need to walk in mindfulness, making peaceful, happy steps on our planet. Breathe deeply, and enjoy your breathing. Be aware that the sky is blue and the birds' songs are beautiful. Enjoy being alive and you will help the living Christ and the living Buddha continue for a long, long time.
It [the Earth] was breathtakingly beautiful, like something out of a fairy tale. There is no way to describe the joy of seeing the Earth. It is blue, and more beautiful than any other planet.
With all this talk of Going Green, Buying Green, Living Green, and Green being the new whatever, I've come to realize that, although we had no green, my grandmother was actually the 'greenest' person I've ever known.
The earth is not a mere fragment of dead history, stratum upon stratum like the leaves of a book, to be studied by geologists and antiquaries chiefly, but living poetry like the leaves of a tree, which precede flowers and fruit ~ not a fossil earth, but a living earth; compared with whose great central life all animal and vegetable life is merely parasitic. Its throes will heave our exuviæ from their graves ... You may melt your metals and cast them into the most beautiful moulds you can; they will never excite me like the forms which this molten earth flows out into.
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