Top 16 Parched Earth Quotes
#1. The obliterated place is equal parts destruction and creation. The obliterated place is pitch black and bright light. It is water and parched earth. It is mud and it is manna. The real work of deep grief is making a home there.
Cheryl Strayed
#2. Their coupling was the coupling of the sea and the sky, of the rain and the parched earth. Of night and day, wind and water.
Anita Diamant
#3. Mati took in my expression, and a moment later I was in his arms. His kisses washed over me like floodwater over parched earth. I clutched him helplessly, tears falling down my face and mingling with his as he whispered my name.
Kathy MacMillan
#4. The rain swirls over the trees and roofs of the town, and the parched earth soaks it up, exuding a fragrance that comes only once in a year, the fragrance of quenched earth, the most exhilarating of all smells.
Ruskin Bond
#5. ... the warm glazes, the sparkling penumbra of the room itself and, through the little window framed with honeysuckle, in the rustic avenue, the resilient dryness of the sun-parched earth, veiled only by the diaphanous gauze woven of distance and the shade of the trees.
Marcel Proust
#6. The worst thing is to be born sighted but to lack vision.
Helen Keller
#7. I can't stand cruelty to animals. Nothing gives a man the right to take his frustrations out on an innocent creature
Elise Noble
#8. Regrets are born in old age, never in youth.
Beem Weeks
#9. Tis rushing now adown the spout,
And gushing out below,
Half frantic in its joyousness,
And wild in eager flow.
The earth is dried and parched with heat,
And it hath long'd to be
Released from out the selfish cloud,
To cool the thirsty tree.
Elizabeth Oakes Smith
#10. She was the breeze on a summer's day, the first drops of rain when the earth was parched, light from the evening star.
Kate Morton
#12. I feel this music has nurtured me as I've been immersing myself in it. I've felt supported by it.
Sting
#13. Thou slanting rain! Thou Hebe of the Skies, That pours out drink to Earth; thou faithful wife That with moist tears embraces her prone lord. Thou mist intensified; thou double dew That drowns the drought, that heals the parched and burnt
Thou resurrection rain.
William Batchelder Greene
#14. There are flood and drought over the eyes and in the mouth, dead water and dead sand contending for the upper hand. The parched eviscerate soil gapes at the vanity of toil, laughs without mirth. This is the death of the earth.
T. S. Eliot
#15. Rain is a blessing when it falls gently on parched fields, turning the earth green, causing the birds to sing.
Donald Worster
#16. Never had I realized the magnitude of the emotion that is contentment, over the emotions that are joy and sadness. Until now.
Anonymous
