Touch the earth, love the earth, honour the earth, her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places.
If there is one thing clear about the centuries dominated by the factory and the wheel, it is that although the machine can make everything from a spoon to a landing-craft, a natural joy in earthly living is something it never has and never will be able to manufacture.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote emphasizes that technology and machinery cannot create genuine joy in life.
Henry Beston's quote reflects on the limitations of industrialization and mechanization. While machines have the capability to produce a vast array of material goods, they fundamentally lack the ability to generate authentic human emotions and joy found in the simple pleasures of life. This suggests a deeper philosophical understanding that true happiness and fulfillment come from our connection with nature and our experiences, rather than material possessions.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about the importance of mental health, this quote could be used to remind the audience to find joy in simple pleasures.
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All quotes →Learn to reverence night and to put away the vulgar fear of it, for, with the banishment of night from the experience of man, there vanishes as well a religious emotion, a poetic mood, which gives depth to the adventure of humanity.
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter woods.
Our fantastic civilization has fallen out of touch with many aspects of nature, and with none more completely than with night.
When the Pleiades and the wind in the grass are no longer a part of the human spirit, a part of very flesh and bone, man becomes, as it were, a kind of cosmic outlaw, having neither the completeness nor integrity of the animal nor the birthright of a true humanity.
Learn to reverence night and to put away the vulgar fear of it.
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