But we still find the world astounding, we can't get enough of it; even as it shrivels, even as its many lights flicker and are extinguished (the tigers, the leopard frogs, the plunging dolphin flukes), flicker and are extinguished, by us, by us, we gaze and gaze. Where do you draw the line, between love and greed? We never did know, we always wanted more. We want to take it all in, for one last time, we want to eat the world with our eyes.
Interpretation
The quote reflects humanity's insatiable desire to explore and appreciate the world, even as we contribute to its decline.
Margaret Atwood's quote emphasizes the paradox of human nature where, despite the ongoing degradation of the environment and the loss of biodiversity, we are captivated by the beauty of the world. It illustrates the complex relationship between love for nature and the greed that often drives its destruction, suggesting that while we deeply appreciate what we have, our desire for consumption and control leads to detrimental consequences. The imagery of gazing and wanting to 'eat the world with our eyes' signifies a longing to fully experience and cherish the world's wonders, hinting at a tragic dichotomy where our appreciation coexists with our destructive tendencies.
In practice
You could use this quote during a speech about environmental conservation to highlight the beauty humanity often neglects.
If I am good enough and quiet enough, perhaps after all they will let me go; but it’s not easy being quiet and good, it’s like hanging on to the edge of a bridge when you’ve already fallen over; you don’t seem to be moving, just dangling there, and yet it is taking all your strength.
I would like to believe this is a story I’m telling. I need to believe it. I must believe it. Those who can believe that such stories are only stories have a better chance. If it’s a story I’m telling, then I have control over the ending. Then there will be an ending, to the story, and real life will come after it. I can pick up where I left off.
What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else. Something happens to your mind. You're overqualified, overspecialized, and everybody knows it. Nobody in any other game would be crazy enough to hire me. I wouldn't even make a good ditch-digger, I'd start tearing apart the sewer-system, trying to pick-axe and unearth all those chthonic symbols - pipes, valves, cloacal conduits... No, no. I'll have to be a slave in the paper-mines for all time.
We love each other, that’s true whatever it means, but we aren’t good at it; for some it’s a talent, for others only an addiction.
I've learned quite a lot, over the years, by avoiding what I was supposed to be learning.
Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened.
I have had the good fortune to see how my articles have directly benefited some farmers and helped build markets for their products in a way that preserves land from development. That makes me a hopeless optimist.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
This is a delicious evening, when the whole body is one sense, and imbibes delight through every pore.
The earth will not continue to offer its harvest, except with faithful stewardship. We cannot say we love the land and then take steps to destroy it for use by future generations.
Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west.
Blessed be the Lord for the beauty of summer and spring, for the air, the water, the verdure, and the song of birds.
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