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The death of something living is the price of our own survival, and we pay it again and again. We have no choice. It is the one solemn promise every life on earth is born and bound to keep.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Life often entails sacrifices, and the survival of one being may depend on the death of another.
This quote reflects the inherent cycle of life and death, emphasizing that survival often comes at a cost, specifically the loss of other living beings. It suggests that all life on Earth is interconnected in this cycle, where the inevitable taking of life is a fundamental, and unavoidable aspect of existence.
Themes
SurvivalDeathLifeSacrificeInterconnectedness
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a discussion about environmental ethics, highlighting the balance of ecosystems.
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