Posts Tagged ‘proverbs about geology’

Geology, theology — neither needs apology.

Time is deep, and space is steep.

From fossils come cities.

Geologically, is, isn’t.

The past moves.

Our origins meet below our feet.

It’s twice, it’s thrice we came from ice.

Time, time, time — the DNA of human kind.

The universe is a library, the earth a novel, humans a short story.

In the strata of the earth we find the fingerprint of God.

We live and move and have our being within the lovely Pleistocene.

Love untold is fool’s gold.

Souls are geodes; broken, still beautiful.

As soft as gold does love unfold.

Life stratifies; leaders uplift.

Sea snails sit on the peaks of the Himalayas, so the lowly may yet be lifted up.

Pressure forges diamonds; struggle anvils psyches.

The ancient wasp is preserved in amber, the departed in story.

As the ocean turns the hot lava solid, so struggle turns doubt to certainty.

Wise parents throw no stony judgments at the glass houses of their children.

Truth is the basalt of the soul.

Stones can crack our homes; words can rip them to pieces.

False promises are the stone soup of loving relationships.

The wise leave no stony emotion unturned.

Metamorphic rocks are formed by heat and pressure, emotional bonds by honesty and truth.