Dry Grass Quotes

#1. Their shadows sported over the hills like cats, chasing the sunlight over sparkling granite and dull slate, the bright dry grass and the small hidden gleams of water.

Pamela Dean

#2. You turn dark shadows into canopies of hope and dry grass into gold.
My heart is spoiled and my breath consumed when the beauty of earth
gives a glimmer of understanding to the beauty of You.

Amy Litzelman

#3. He will hear the rain before he feels it, a clicking on the dry grass, on the olive leaves.

Michael Ondaatje

#4. Because of the grass and open face, I take one more club for shots from the rough, unless the ball is sitting on top of dry grass. Then, I use more loft and swing softer, trying to hit it about 70 percent to avoid a flyer over the green.

Ernie Els

#5. All I wanted to do was lie in the dry grass with my feet in a ditch forever. I could be a convenient sort of milemarker, I thought. Get to the thief and you know you're halfway to Methana.

Megan Whalen Turner

#6. My world speeds up. After years of moving along in slow motion, I am suddenly surging through the moments. He touches me, and like flame to dry grass, I am consumed.

Julie Cantrell

#7. Maybe it's better like this, better that everything should go up in a blaze of dry grass and that people should begin again.

Cesare Pavese

#8. The dry grasses are not dead for me. A beautiful form has as much life at one season as another.

Henry David Thoreau

#9. Press thy suit, yet with moderation;
A blade of grass cannot pierce a mountain.
If the sum that illumines the world
Were to dry nigher, the world would be consumed

Rumi

#10. You can't swing with hesitation; you can't try to steer the ball to the flag; you can't worry about that water hazard as you take the club back. You have to pick the right club, visualize the shot you want to hit, and then focus on that shot until the ball is gone.

Keegan Bradley

#11. All things such as grass and trees are soft and supple in life. At their death they are withered and dry.

Laozi

#12. She is no longer I, she is too long ago, she is only she ...

Gregory Maguire

#13. Sometimes [people] seem to think I came out of the womb, you know, cursing, with an electric guitar.

Patti Smith

#14. Evil is the absence of God.

Albert Einstein

#15. It is certain my belief gains quite infinitely the very moment I can convince another mind thereof

Novalis

#16. This mind is an amazing thing. It can conjure love from the scent of orange blossoms, peace from a dry breeze, and joy from a patch of grass on a summer day.

Karen Maezen Miller

#17. Investing is like waiting for paint dry and grass grow so. If you like fun, let handle 800 USD and headed to Las Vegas

Paul Samuelson

#18. The crisp path through the field in this December snow, in the deep dark, where we trod the buried grass like ghosts on dry toast.

Dylan Thomas

#19. It's an urban November P.M.: very last leaves down, dry gray hairy grass, brittle bushes, gap-toothed trees. The rising moon looks like it doesn't feel very well.

David Foster Wallace

#20. Cooking? Oh we were great, you'd take anything and melt cheese on it, and the one who could guess what it was didn't have to wash up!

Dylan Moran

#21. I tend to overwrite; I need a good editor.

Wolf Blitzer

#22. Ambition, the soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, than gain which darkens him.

William Shakespeare

#23. The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw. Only the oleanders thrived, their delicate poisonous blooms, their dagger green leaves. We could not sleep in the hot dry nights, my mother and I.

Janet Fitch

#24. I created Punk for this day and age. Do you see Britney walking around wearing ties and singing punk? Hell no. That's what I do. I'm like a Sid Vicious for a new generation.

Avril Lavigne

#25. Investing should be more like watching paint dry or watching grass grow. If you want excitement, take $800 and go to Las Vegas.

Paul Samuelson

#26. She bought seeds and raided nurseries and mulched and composted and spent full days with her hands full of earth, coaxing life our of the dry, dull grass my father had spent years pushing a mower over.

Sarah Dessen

#27. Green grass grows where dry desert ends.

Og Mandino

#28. They're going to leave me. All I wanted to do was lie in the dry prickly grass with my feet in a ditch forever. I could be a convenient sort of milemarker, I thought. Get to the thief and you know you are halfway to Methana. Where ever Methana might be.

Megan Whalen Turner

#29. In lang, lang days o' simmer,
When the clear and cloudless sky
Refuses ae weep drap o' rain
To Nature parched and dry,
The genial night, wi' balmy breath,
Gars verdue, spring anew,
An' ilka blade o' grass
Keps its ain drap o' dew.

James Ballantine

#30. In the future, as in the past, the great ideas [of mathematics] must be simplifying ideas, the creator must always be one who clarifies, for himself, and for others, the most complicated issues of formulas and concepts.

Andre Weil