Top 1200 Desert Sand Quotes & Sayings - Page 13
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Last updated on December 12, 2024.
It [our best show] was this year, the 7th of January in Eilat, Israel; 6,000 people in the desert going absolutely mad!
Does anyone ask you why you stay, Sean Kendrick?" "They do." "And why do you?" "The sky and the sand and the sea and Corr.
I like a real beach. A crowded one, you know? People, towels, umbrellas. I hate those little private strips of sand you see up in Malibu.
If America is at war, I won't speak a word without measuring how it'll sound to the guys doing the fighting when they're listening to their radios in the desert.
With the right attitude, human beings can move mountains. With the wrong attitude, they can be crushed by the smallest grain of sand.
Counting the ways the Book of Mormon brings peace to the soul is like counting the sand on the seashore.
He saw that no one owned anything really. It's all rented, or borrowed. Our possessions will outlast us, we'll desert them in the end.
Bliss is the ocean, a towel on the sand, the sun out, the chance to swim in waves or walk dragging a stick behind you, a good book, a cold drink.
I've always loved the desert. I've spent most of my life in the Southwest. It's certainly influenced my work. I used to dream about it when I was young.
Except when war is waged in a desert, noncombatants, also known as civilians or "the people," constitute the great majority of those affected.
It's different if you're self-fed by a culture such as the U.S. where it's so rich, you don't have to look outside. Everything's already there. But when you grow up in the desert, you have to be looking all over for inspiration.
One day you will hear the sound of time rustling as it slips through your fingers like sand. Remember me then. I wish you luck.
Our law enforcement agencies have found bodies in the desert, either buried or just lying out there, that have been beheaded.
If I had to live on a desert island, and somebody gave me a chicken, there's no way I'd kill it - I'd call it Henry and make it my friend.
When we go to the desert, it's pure nagual. There you witness stupendous and incredible acts of power that your reason cannot possibly deal with.
I'll never forget the modelling shoot I did in the Bahamas on a pink sand beach at Harbour Island. It felt like I'd just landed in paradise; it was so beautiful.
The desert sharpened the sweet ache of his longing, amplified it, gave shape to it in sere geology and clean slant of light.
I have always loved Waffle House. It's been like an oasis in the desert many times late at night after one of my concerts.
Writing on the beach is not what it's cracked up to be. The sand blows, and you perspire, and the page gets all blotty and messed up, so I don't do that anymore.
If you're soft and fuzzy, like our little characters, you become the skinny kid on the beach, and people in this business don't mind kicking sand in your face.
Oman overall has great animal and plant biodiversity because it has mountains, desert, coastal areas and rich coral reefs.
Perhaps life is like an hour glass, with dear ones the sand that slips from the upper glass--the earth--into the second--eternity.
There are some lines in the sand you just do not cross. Undermining basic civil liberties by locking people up for long periods without charge is one of them.
All of that was very closely researched. I think all we can do with drones is realize they are with us and not bury our heads in the sand about it, we should say, 'Okay, how do we regulate this?'
The profoundly 'atomic' character of the universe is visible in everyday experience, in raindrops and grains of sand, in the hosts of the living, and the multitude of stars; even in the ashes of the dead.
Time seems to me a drift, a shifting of sand. And my mind is shifting with it. I am wearing away.
Already, he was dreaming of a refined solitude, a comfortable desert, a motionless ark in which to seek refuge from the unending deluge of human stupidity.
I have always had, as I know many people have, a singular passion for Australia. I do love the sunburnt country, its ancient landscapes, its exhilarating reaches of sand and sea.
Many people find bald, unvarnished truths so disturbing, they prefer to ram their heads in the sand and start dreaming at the first sign of scientific reality.
The body is so easily damaged, so easily disposed of, water and chemicals is all it is, hardly more to it than a jellyfish drying on sand.
I've had some real hard setbacks in this sport and I learned to realize that you can't really build who you are on what people say. That's ultimately building your foundation in sand.
Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow on another like the withered leaves of Autumn.
Too much good fortune can make you smug and unaware. Happiness should be like an oasis, the greener for the desert that surrounds it.
History is a child building a sand-castle by the sea, and that child is the whole majesty of man's power in the world.
I love being in Malibu. It's so cool there, and the water is just, it's nice and, and I love the beach. And I found a sand dollar there.
He ploughs the waves, sows the sand, and hopes to gather the wind in a net, who places his hopes in the heart of a woman.
I can understand why those primitive desert people think a camera steals their soul. It is unnatural to see yourself from the outside.
In a landscape where nothing officially exists (otherwise it would not be 'desert'), absolutely anything becomes thinkable, and may consequently happen.
Except when war is waged in a desert, noncombatants, also known as civilians or 'the people,' constitute the great majority of those affected.
One meal I'm constantly reminded about is when I ate kangaroo tail in the desert in Australia; it wasn't necessarily my favorite, but I will always remember it.
A man in a desert can hold absence in his cupped hands, knowing it is something that feeds him more than water.
There is an old saying: if a man comes home with sand in his cuffs and cockleburs in his pants, don't ask him what he shot.
All the earth, though it were full of kind hearts, is but a desolation and desert place to a mother when her only child is absent.
Infinity is present in each part. A loving smile contains all art. The motes of starlight spark and dart. A grain of sand holds power and might.
The footprint of the savage traced in the sand is sufficient to attest the presence of man to the atheist who will not recognize God, whose hand is impressed upon the entire universe.
I grew up in the west of Ireland, and Galway was our local seaside resort. We'd go for one day of the year during the summer, and I have enduring memories of the sand and the sea.
A true saving knowledge of sin is to be had only in the Lord Christ: in him may we see the desert of our iniquities.
In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee
We taste and suckle each other, and I'm so thirsty he could feed me his kiss all night and I'd still be dying in the desert.
I didn't see painters doing paintings of glassware and glass shelves or sand dunes and receding snow fences. Why does that interest photographers and not artists?
No one can know the infinite importance of a tiny drop of water better than a thirsty bird or a little ant or a man of desert!
I was a fighter pilot, flying Hurricanes all round the Mediterranean. I flew in the Western Desert of Libya, in Greece, in Syria, in Iraq and in Egypt.
It's hard to imagine a civilization without onions; in one form or another their flavor blends into almost everything in the meal except the desert.
One step outside the gate, and we are among the sand-hills that stretch for miles and miles round Vera Cruz.
We were marooned in a frozen desert. There was not a sign of life on the horizon and a thousand signs of death... The marvel is we did not all die of cold.
Nature makes the locust with an appetite for crops; man would have made him with an appetite for sand
I'll paddle board, swim in the ocean, roll in the sand, soak up the sun, eat good food, be with friends and family and go fishing with my dad.
Describe snow to someone who's lived in the desert. Depict the colour blue for a blind man. Almost impossible to fashion the word.
He behaved like an ostrich and put his head in the sand, thereby exposing his thinking parts.
As a matter of fact, an ordinary desert supports a much greater variety of plants than does either a forest or a prairie.
