Gradually the idea for a book began to take shape. It was to be a wildly ambitious and intolerant work, a kind of 'Anatomy of Restlessness' that would enlarge on Pascal's dictum about the man sitting quietly in a room. The argument, roughly, was as follows: that in becoming human, man had acquired, together with his straight legs and striding walk, a migratory 'drive' or instinct to walk long distances through the seasons; that this 'drive' was inseparable from his central nervous system; and, that, when warped in conditions of settlement, it found outlets in violence, greed, status-seeking or a mania for the new. This would explain why mobile societies such as the gypsies were egalitarian, thing-free and resistant to change; also why, to re-establish the harmony of the First State, all the great teachers - Buddha, Lao-tse, St Francis - had set the perpetual pilgrimage at the heart of their message and told their disciples, literally, to follow The Way.
Bruce ChatwinStichwörter: nomadism migration human-essence
Emigration tears people apart. They learn about high points and personal disasters in letters and phone calls. Closer contact is impossible. As if they have landed on another planet, breathing is difficult in the spacesuits they don’t dare to take off for fear there won’t be enough air in the new atmosphere. Their chests rise and fall with difficulty. Their lungs hurt. The voices of the other settlers croak through the microphones in their helmets.
Julya RabinowichStichwörter: migration
It occurred to me that no matter where I lived, geography could not save me.
Isabel WilkersonStichwörter: geography african-americans location migration great-migration second-great-migration
كان الوطن الذي اجتاح كل ابتساماتي في الغربة.
Malak El HalabiStichwörter: love arabic nation migration
History in its broadest aspect is a record of man's migrations from one environment to another.
Ellsworth HuntingtonStichwörter: science history environment mankind geology migration
A bracing wind swirls about the boy and alights gently upon his shoulder to gape frightfully at droplets of fate joined infirmly to a sweep of atmospheric and lunar forces far beyond their capabilities to resist. He takes a long, deep breath of air—cleansed through its migration—and he closes his eyes.
Scattered waves roll back in to the sea.
Stichwörter: fate destiny ocean atmospheric breathe migration lunar don-t-forget-to-breathe
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