Top 100 In Sand Quotes
#1. Movies are written in sand: applauded today, forgotten tomorrow.
D.W. Griffith
#2. When I was a child growing up in Maine, one of my favorite things to do was to look for sand dollars on the seashores of Maine, because my parents told me it would bring me luck. But you know, these shells, they're hard to find. They're covered in sand. They're difficult to see.
Sarah Parcak
#3. We are too prone to engrave our trials in marble and write our blessings in sand.
Charles Spurgeon
#4. Write today's worries in sand. Chisel yesterday's victories in stone. Pick up the stone of the past.
Max Lucado
#5. So what do we do, then? He's not going to decompose. He'll be there forever." "Not forever," Teddy said. "Within a year, he'll be covered in sand from normal weather activity.
Andy Weir
#6. The gap between the committed and the indifferent is a Sahara whose faint trails, followed by the mind's eye only, fade out in sand.
Nadine Gordimer
#7. What do you have when you have an agent buried up to his neck in sand? Not enough sand.
Pat Williams
#8. Etchings endure,
But not in Sand
Meanings Collide
To Unresolved Fragments
Codes fizzle to Static
They are not lost
But Unheard
Never lost
Fading slowly to Silence
By infinite degrees
Ashim Shanker
#10. INSPIRATIONAL NOTE TO SELF:
Flowers grow in sand.
I can do anything.
Jen Sincero
#11. We shall not enter Palestine with its soil covered in sand, we shall enter it with its soil saturated in blood
Gamal Abdel Nasser
#12. Write people's accomplishments in stone, and their faults in sand.
Sharon Armstrong
#13. For humans are merely one form among many, which the world produces over and over again, not only in everything that lives but also in everything that does not live, drawn in sand, stone, and water.
Karl Ove Knausgard
#14. More often than not, family stories turn out to be etched in sand rather than granite. Even the parts we think are true - even the parts about ourselves - crumble
Diane Chamberlain
#15. Impossible. It was as if she had been buried in sand from the neck down.
David Walliams
#16. There is no way to be truly great in this world. We are impaled on the crook of conditioning. A fish that is in the water has no choice that he is. Genius would have it that we swim in sand. We are fish and we drown.
James Dean
#17. The truth sometimes reminds me of a city buried in sand. As time passes, the sand piles up even thicker, and occasionally it's blown away and what's below is revealed.
Haruki Murakami
#18. If it's dive-bombing you from the air, bury yourself in the sand. It might lose sight of you. Also, no one likes to eat food covered in sand. No one.
Andrew Shaffer
#19. If those arrangements [the fundamental arrangements of knowledge] were to disappear as they appeared ... then one can certainly wager that man would be erased, like a face drawn in sand at the edge of the sea.
Michel Foucault
#20. Those joys were so small that they passed unnoticed, like gold in sand, and at bad moments she could see nothing but the pain, nothing but sand; but there were good moments too when she saw nothing but the joy, nothing but gold.
Leo Tolstoy
#21. The last thing a young woman needs is another picture of a sexy pop star writhing in sand, covered in grease, touching herself.
Lady Gaga
#22. O witches, O misery, O hate, to you has my treasure been entrusted! I contrived to purge my mind of all human hope. On all joy, to strangle it, I pounced with the strength of a wild beast. I called to the plagues to smother me in blood, in sand, misfortune was my God.
Arthur Rimbaud
#23. To be a rebel is not to be a revolutionary. It is more often by a way of spinning one's wheels deeper in sand.
Kate Millett
#24. Learning is deeper and more durable when it's effortful. Learning that's easy is like writing in sand, here today and gone tomorrow.
Peter C. Brown
#25. Every family has a story, and I love that those stories are etched in sand rather than granite. That way we can change them. We can bury the lies and embrace the truth. And we can move forward.
Diane Chamberlain
#26. I like to run on the beach. It's a different exercise as well when you're in sand, a different kind of training.
Charlie Bewley
#27. The man who offers an insult writes it in sand, but for the man who receives it, it's chiseled in bronze.
Giovannino Guareschi
#28. Moonflowers blossom in the sand hills before dawn, just as I followed him.
Leslie Marmon Silko
#29. The ostrich burying its head in the sand does at any rate wish to convey the impression that its head is the most important part of it.
Katherine Mansfield
#30. Mother is the rock, I am the ocean. I have to pout and roll my eyes for hours until she finally wears down and crumbles into a thousand grains of beach sand. It takes a lot of energy. I don't think I have it in me.
Laurie Halse Anderson
#31. We cannot stick our heads in the sand concerning the issue of hunger in America. Even though this subject seldom reaches the front page of our newspapers or is featured on news programs because of its lack of sensationalism, the problem exists in massive proportions and must be defeated.
Bruce Davison
#32. Even though we may all become extinct, we can still leave our footprint in the sand.
Dr. Seuss
#33. It's only a world, after all, and they're just sand grains in the desert, worlds.
Neil Gaiman
#34. All summer long we spent dancin' in the sand, and the jukebox kept on playing Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
Johnny Ramistella
#35. Oh, may your silhouette not be broken in the sand,
oh may your eyelids not fly in the absence:
do not go for one minute, beloved,
because in that minute you will have gone so far
that I will cross all the earth asking
if you will return or if you will leave me dying.
Pablo Neruda
#36. Nothing is lifeless
when the moon writes its screed
on the silvern sand silence
-From the poem:The Universe In Blossom
Munia Khan
#37. When Ben came back to me, he said, "Why are you laying with your face in the sand?"
I made sure all the laughter was out of me before I rolled over. "I think it helps sunburn." I said.
Audrey Couloumbis
#38. But I felt like I'd made a journey to the land of fairytales only to find out that the magical world was identical to the real one. Even in fairytales, the sun still burns, sand still works its way into your bikini bottoms, and the diner next door to your motel still scorches toast.
Holly Schindler
#39. Apart from The Holiday, I haven't really spent a huge amount of time in LA. Not that I avoid it, it's just that I don't often go there unless I'm doing press. The one thing I have discovered about LA with kids is that it's really great for children. They really like the sun and making sand castles.
Kate Winslet
#40. 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.
Deb Caletti
#41. Pier Angeli was in the movie called Sea of Sand that Guy Green directed where this idea came up.
Richard Attenborough
#42. Filled with hope, Ico looked into Yorda's eyes. He felt like was looking into an hourglass, trying to pick through the grains of sand for some truth buried there long ago. He hadn't found anything yet, but the warmth of Yorda's hands in his told him that he was getting close.
Miyuki Miyabe
#43. They ate and picked sand from their chicken in the pink light.
Cathleen Schine
#44. Actually I think Art lies in both directions - the broad strokes, big picture but on the other hand the minute examination of the apparently mundane. Seeing the whole world in a grain of sand, that kind of thing.
Peter Hammill
#45. Talent, and genius as well, is like a grain of pearl sand shifting about in the creative mind. A valued tormentor.
Truman Capote
#46. I'm still a Chicagoan in the fact that I can't do Christmas with sand and palm trees. It just doesn't compute - it's not Christmas unless your face hurts when you step outside.
Johnny Galecki
#47. To see a world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour.
William Blake
#48. Then pretty soon Sherburn sort of laughed; not the pleasant kind, but the kind that makes you feel like when you are eating bread that's got sand in it.
Mark Twain
#49. Her skin is soft and delicate, like granules of sand that I would thread between my fingers. However my fear in that like the sand, she'll slip through my fingers and all I'll have of her is this single moment.
M.L. Steinbrunn
#50. It is the simplest things in life that hold the most wonder; the color of the sea, the sand between your toes, the laughter of a child.
Goldie Hawn
#51. I have a superstition that if I talk about plot, it's like letting sand out of a hole in the bottom of a bag.
Shirley Hazzard
#52. I've got a sleeping bag in the car." "You're getting me to spend the night on the beach with you." "I told you. I'm very romantic." Standing, Fletch brushed the sand off his skin. "And I told you romance is dead." "That's just wishful thinking," Fletch said. "I'll get the sleeping bag.
Anonymous
#53. She discovered that a great deal of the suffering in this world is due not so much to original sin, but to a kind of original stupidity, an unimaginative, stubborn stupidity.
George Sand
#54. So sweep away the sand an' dry the ocean, an' just pack the moon an' stars up in a cardboard box. And stop the clouds from chimin', block the sun from shinin',an' paint the sky a deeper shade of blue, 'cause my world's over without you.
Kenny Rogers
#55. Maketa," I said, throwing myself down in the sand. "I lost. The ocean won."
She smiled. "Was it a good feeling?"
"Mm," I said.
"That's good," she said. "Have another rice ball?
Ruth Ozeki
#56. You can do one of two things. You can bury you head in the sand and believe what everyone tells you - that you will always be that young, that thin and that fabulous. Or you can use all the things you have - talent, contacts, knowledge - and do something different.
Cat Deeley
#57. All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do sowould I?
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
#58. The wind had flung the sand thirty thousand feet into the sky above the desert in a blinding cloud from the Niger to the Nile, and somewhere in it was the airplane.
Elleston Trevor
#59. In no text or archaeological finding do we find the term "Land of Israel" used to refer to a defined geographic region. This
Shlomo Sand
#60. The God of Loss.
The God of Small Things.
He left no footprints in the sand, no ripples in water, no image in mirrors.
Arundhati Roy
#61. I liked laughing, I found out, and music. I liked nice people, getting up early, and working hard. I liked simple pleasures, like my toes in the sand and someone to kiss.
Z.A. Maxfield
#62. Like words written in the sand taken away by waves
Thousands of years of culture discovered in lost caves
Climbing to a mountain at it's highest peak
Out of no where strength when thought down and weak
Justin Bienvenue
#63. Like George Sand, the feminism of the present day asserts the right of free thought against the creed of authority in every field; the solidarity of mankind and the cause of peace against the patriotism of militarism; social reform against the existing relations of society.
Ellen Key
#64. Now that would be a good way to face Armageddon, fighting it every step of the way, or should you choose to be an Ostrich, well you can go out with your head buried in the sand.
Steve Merrick
#65. Spatial intelligence is virtually left out of formal education. In kindergarten we give children blocks and sand with which to build. Then we take those things away for the next twelve years of their education and expect kids to be architects and engineers.
Ann Lewin-Benham
#66. Look at climate change; don't put your head in the sand. Understand that it is going to have profound effects on our resources and so much else.
Hillary Clinton
#67. If it were not for our conception of weights and measures we would stand in awe of the firefly as we do before the sun.
Kahlil Gibran
#68. My way is in the sand flowing
between the shingle and the dune
the summer rain rains on my life
on me my life harrying fleeing
to its beginning to its end
Samuel Beckett
#69. You must not lose confidence in God because you lost confidence in your pastor. If our confidence in God had to depend upon our confidence in any human person, we would be on shifting sand.
Francis Schaeffer
#70. They cannot understand that the figure of a laborer - some furrows in a plowed field, a bit of sand, sea and sky - are serious objects, so difficult but at the same time so beautiful, that it is indeed worth while to devote one's life to the task of expressing the poetry hidden in them.
Brenda Ueland
#71. We could return from sand if we had to
form into a beautiful mosaic of glass that told our story in colors.
Addison Moore
#72. We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.
George Sand
#73. It's all arbitrary. Had Faye attended a different school. Had her parents moved away. Had Peggy been sick that day. Had she chosen a different boy. And on and on. A thousand permutations, a million possibilities, and almost all of them kept Faye from sitting here in the sand with Henry.
Nathan Hill
#74. Vacations in my family are rare events squeezed between races. I can count them on one hand, and even those amount to only a few hours each. Shopping in Los Angeles. Sinking my toes into snow white sand in Florida. They are tiny slips of memory strung around horses.
Mara Dabrishus
#75. Burying your head in the sand does not make you invisible it only leads to suffocation.
Wayne Gerard Trotman
#76. Faith is an excitement and an enthusiasm: it is a condition of intellectual magnificence to which we must cling as to a treasure, and not squander on our way through life in the small coin of empty words, or in exact and priggish argument.
George Sand
#77. There was no moon, but I could hear the surf a few yards in front of us. I spread my filthy cord coat on the sand for a pillow, then fell down and went to sleep.
Hunter S. Thompson
#78. You could drop Tony Stark naked in the middle of the desert and he'd fly out in a jet made of sand and cactus needles. It's not his *stuff* that gives him power. It's his *brain*. Try using yours. You'll be amazed the difference it makes.
Charles Soule
#79. The emotions attached to them were like sand castles in the tide, slowly washing out to sea.
Nicholas Sparks
#80. James Allen says 'We curse the effect and nourish the cause.' The guy puts sand in his shoes and he can hardly walk and you ask why would you do that? Why would we wish for it to change, hope for it to change, but all the while resisting change?
Jim Rohn
#81. We're all making castles in the sand, wonderful tapestries, an exquisite corpse. But is it meaningful? No. It's dogs barking. It doesn't mean anything beyond our yelping, at the pain of being alive.
Ariel Pink
#82. You, stupid one, who believe in laws which punish murder by murder ...
George Sand
#83. The Language of Sand has something for everyone: myths, mystery, community, humor, grief, and ultimately healing. I found myself not only rooting for Abigail but for the whole community of Chapel Isle. Block manages to hold sass and heartfelt emotion in perfect equilibrium.
Brunonia Barry
#84. the Flyer and tossed it along the sand "just like you've seen an umbrella turned inside out and loose in the wind," remembered John
David McCullough
#85. We jumped into water so clear and warm that it was like jumping from air to air. The sand rose up under us and we floated to where it met the sea and walked out of the water like creatures in an act of evolution.
Elisabeth Eaves
#86. How do I know that there is a God? In the same way that I know, on looking at the sand, when a man or beast has crossed the desert - by His footprints in the world around me.
Henry Parry Liddon
#87. You still think like a child, don't you? Clay figurines sunk to their ankles in the sand, one here, one there, standing just so. One says this, the other says that, then you reach down and rearrange them accordingly. Scenes, vistas, stark with certainty.
Steven Erikson
#88. Did no one tell him that pain lives in this sand, dug in and watered with our blood?
Maggie Stiefvater
#89. Worry and anxiety are sand in the machinery of life; faith is the oil.
E. Stanley Jones
#90. I don't think 'my way or the highway' works, that mentality. And that's what the Tea Party has done: drawn a line in the sand. I'm sorry - that doesn't work in business, that doesn't work in your family, it certainly doesn't work in government and our Congress.
Patrick Murphy
#91. The contemplation of Mont Blanc's unchanging summits for three or four days last month, the sight of that eternal snow, immaculate, sublime in its whiteness and calm, was enough to restore to my soul a serenity it had not known for a long time.
George Sand
#92. Unless a man first finds himself, finds his own essential nature and destiny, and begins from them, all his efforts and achievements will be built only on the sand of personality, and at the first serious shock the whole structure will crumble, perhaps destroying him in its fall.
Rodney Collin
#93. You must not fear that clutching at your dreams will shatter them so they run through your fingers like sand. That way lies a life spent in yearning. But yearning is only a season of dreaming, for dreams, if nurtured, become strong.
Alexia Casale
#94. People talk about medium. What is your medium? My medium as a writer has been dirt, clay, sand
what I could touch, hold, stand on, and stand for
Earth. My medium has been Earth. Earth in correspondence with my mind.
Terry Tempest Williams
#95. During one new moon at perigee, I stood on high ground, watching salt ponds overflow, cover the beach, and meet the ocean. Because the moon was invisible, the water was black as it drowned the sand, and the event felt primal - which in fact it was, because it was nature.
Luanne Rice
#96. El Capitan is the most chapping environment in the world: windy, cold, super dry. I wake up twice a night and reapply lotion to my hands. We sand our fingertips to keep them smooth.
Tommy Caldwell
#97. A Quote from Monty's journal in GOD MUST BE WEEPING. I felt as anonymous as a grain of sand.
J.D. Winston
#98. First crush, first kiss, first time I saw the ocean
And dug my toes in the sand
Baseball and summer nights, casting out when the fish first bite,
First time I got a Chevy in my hands
I thought nothing can touch that by a mile
I thought nothing can make that moment seem so worthwhile
Scotty McCreery
#99. Julia follows the beach, the sand that is so white it makes her doubt the beaches in Heaven could possibly be any whiter, the water like peacock feathers lapping at the shore, vivid green blue going hyacinth out where the sea starts getting deep.
Caitlin R. Kiernan
#100. The wretched Artist himself is alternatively the lowest worm that ever crawled when no fire is in him; or the loftiest God that ever sand when the fire is going.
Caitlin Thomas
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