Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.

We need to grow food, and we need to grow fuel. Imagine if, instead of dust rising into the sky, the carbon started returning to the Earth.

The earth is moved from its position by the weight of a tiny bird resting upon it.

The body of the earth is of the nature of a fish, a grampus or sperm whale, because it draws water as its breath instead of air.

The water wears away the mountains and fills up the valleys, and if it had the power it would reduce the earth to a perfect sphere.

We have to get to the point where we all come together, and we realize that we're all on the same Earth, and there's one way we can fix it.