#acre

Understand that the right to choose your own path is a sacred privilege. Use it. Dwell in possibility. ↗

— Oprah Winfrey

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In its history, Europe has committed so many massacres and horrors that it should bow its own head in shame. ↗

— Desmond Tutu

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There's no reason to keep a piece of furniture in your house that is so sacred and rare that you can't put your feet up on it and a dog can't jump up on it. Likewise, a book that sits on a shelf like a piece of porcelain, only to be admired, never to be read again, is a dead book. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

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Morality and its victim, the mother - what a terrible picture! Is there indeed anything more terrible, more criminal, than our glorified sacred function of motherhood? ↗

— Emma Goldman

#anything #criminal #function #glorified #indeed

Even bad books are books and therefore sacred. ↗

— Gunter Grass

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We used to root for the Indians against the cavalry, because we didn't think it was fair in the history books that when the cavalry won it was a great victory, and when the Indians won it was a massacre. ↗

— Dick Gregory

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Many of us who have experienced psychedelics feel very much that they are sacred tools. They open spiritual awareness. ↗

— Stanislav Grof

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If you know how many acres you have sown of each kind of corn, inquire how much the acre the soil of that land takes for sowing, and count the number of quarters of seed, and you shall know the return of seed, and what ought to be over. ↗

— Robert Grosseteste

#acres #corn #count #each #how

Know that each acre of fallow ought to support yearly two sheep at the least, then a hundred acres of fallow can support two hundred sheep, two hundred acres, four hundred sheep and so on. ↗

— Robert Grosseteste

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The sacred rights of mankind are not to be rummaged for among old parchments or musty records. They are written, as with a sunbeam, in the whole volume of human nature, by the hand of the divinity itself; and can never be erased. ↗

— Alexander Hamilton

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