Dixie Lee Ray Quotes

The cycle of life is death, decomposition and regeneration, and a person who wants to stop killing animals is actually anti-life because it's only in death that life can be regenerated.

A life cycle can be imposed on an object. An object can be very energetic and active, and then it has a dying phase and a phase of decomposition.

Death, like birth, is a secret of Nature.

Death is not a word to fear, any more than birth is.

Life comes from the earth and life returns to the earth.

You will die but the carbon will not; its career does not end with you. It will return to the soil, and there a plant may take it up again in time, sending it once more on a cycle of plant and animal life.

From every ruin, life springs up again and everything that dies is born again.

Earth knows no desolation. She smells regeneration in the moist breath of decay.

It is not more surprising to be born twice than once; everything in nature is resurrection.

All death in nature is birth, and at the moment of death appears visibly the rising of life. There is no dying principle in nature, for nature throughout is unmixed life, which, concealed behind the old, begins again and develops itself. Death as well as birth is simply in itself, in order to present itself ever more brightly and more like to itself.

Journey into the beautiful dream that is life...the end is only the beginning.

Now I realize that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise; and they drop their leaves in Autumn and become naked in Winter without fearing blame.

Setting is preliminary to brighter rising; decay is a process of advancement; death is the condition of higher and more fruitful life.

Breathing is the first act of life, and the last.

Think of the fierce energy concentrated in an acorn! You bury it in the ground, and it explodes into an oak! Bury a sheep, and nothing happens but decay.

We give our dead To the orchards And the groves. We give our dead To life.

The romance of life begins and ends with two blank pages. Age and extreme old age.

Life lives on life. This is the sense of the symbol of the Ouroboros, the serpent biting its tail. Everything that lives lives on the death of something else. Your own body will be food for something else. Anyone who denies this, anyone who holds back, is out of order. Death is an act of giving.

We do not ask to be born; and we do not ask to die. But born we are and die we must. We come into existence and we pass out of existence. And in neither case does high-handed fate await our ratification of its decree.

Life is the longest death in California.

In the air we breathe, in the water we drink, in the earth we tread on, Life is every where. Nature lives: every pore is bursting with Life ; every death is only a new birth, every grave a cradle.

Leaves turned to soil beneath my feet. Thus it is, trees eat themselves.

The hour which gives us life begins to take it away.

The seed dies into a new life, and so does man.

And even our present acres of death will someday bloom again.