“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.”
Emily Brontë (1818–1848) English novelist and poet
Forgotten Home http://www.poetrysoup.com/famous/poem/21398/Forgotten_Home <br class="br">From the poems written in English
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.”
Emily Brontë (1818–1848) English novelist and poet
“There is one river of truth, which receives tributaries from every side.”
Clement of Alexandria book Stromata
Stromata (Miscellanies, c. 198–203 AD), I: 5.
Variant: Variant translation: There is one river of truth, but many streams fall into it on this side and that.
“No matter what we are, and what we sing,
Time finds a withered leaf in every laurel”
Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935) American poet
Closing couplet- Quatrain 111 Children of the Night 1897 edition kindle ebook ASIN B004UJKLY2
Bob Dylan (1941) American singer-songwriter, musician, author, and artist
Song lyrics, Shot of Love (1981), Every Grain Of Sand
“In every hedge and ditch both day and night
We fear our death, of every leafe affright.”
Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas (1544–1590) French writer
Second Week, First Day, Part iii. Compare: "The sense of death is most in apprehension; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies", William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure, Act iii. Sc. 1.
La Seconde Semaine (1584)
John D. MacDonald (1916–1986) writer from the United States
Travis McGee series, A Deadly Shade of Gold (1965)
Context: I think there is some kind of divine order in the universe. Every leaf on every tree in the world is unique. As far as we can see, there are other galaxies, all slowly spinning, numerous as the leaves in the forest. In an infinite number of planets, there has to be an infinite number with life forms on them. Maybe this planet is one of the discarded mistakes. Maybe it's one of the victories. We'll never know.
Harry V. Jaffa (1918–2015) American historian and collegiate professor
But in 1793 the cotton gin was invented, shortly after the power loom in England. This was the onset of the industrial revolution. Almost overnight, a new industry or rather a series of new industries, proliferating worldwide, was born. It began with the growing of cotton but was followed by its manufacture into a wide variety of products, especially cotton cloth and cotton clothing. Suddenly, slave labor became vastly more profitable. In the decade before the Civil War, the value of slaves doubled. Once again, greed overwhelmed all other motives. From being regarded as a temporary evil, as it was at the founding, slavery came to be regarded as a positive—and permanent—good.
2000s, God Bless America (2008), Slavery and the American Cause