Quotes About Desert Sand

#1. I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears nothing. Yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams ...

Antoine De Saint-Exupery

#2. And it came to me as I stood on the desert sand, looking at the Great Pyramid, that what any civilization says about God tells us more about that civilization than it does about God.

Madeleine L'Engle

#3. Any idiot can build bombs. Our Trinity sits not on some desert sand seared into glass at an abandoned, sad pillar of stones. It's in our heads and our hearts, it's in our genes, this beautiful, gorgeous marriage of money, freedom and ingenuity.

Bill Whittle

#4. The night sky in North Korea might be the most brilliant in northeast Asia, the only airspace spared the coal dust, Gobi Desert sand, and carbon monoxide choking the rest of the continent.

Barbara Demick

#5. Even so long after sunset, the sky in the west was touched with feather-strokes of crimson and black. The wind was blowing from the east, which meant that even in the middle of the city you could breathe in desert: sand and grit, cactus and coyotes, the burning scent of sage.

Cassandra Clare

#6. Like those great sphinxes lounging through eternity in noble attitudes upon the desert sand, they gaze incuriously at nothing, calm and wise.

Charles Baudelaire

#7. Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit; Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action - Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake. This

Rabindranath Tagore

#8. He was walking through the desert, over burning sands, past bones whitening in the sun. He had never been so thirsty. When he swallowed, his mouth felt as if it were coated with sand, his throat lined with knives.

Cassandra Clare

#9. As you wake up to sort of Morocco coming to life, and you drive a two hour journey through the desert as the sun is rising over the sand dunes ... I saw landscapes and visual stuff that I'll never forget. It was special.

Jim Sturgess

#10. If you put the federal government in charge of the Sahara Desert, in 5 years there'd be a shortage of sand.

Milton Friedman

#11. My dad, who was creative director in the '60s, always wore black jeans with black desert boots; he thought he was cool. He told me to buy a pair as well. I didn't like black, so I got the sand color, and I've been wearing them since college.

Andy Spade

#12. Bod said, 'I want to see life. I want to hold it in my hands. I want to leave a footprint on the sand of a desert island. I want to play football with people. I want,' he said, and then he paused and he thought. 'I want everything.

Neil Gaiman

#13. Happiness is a series of grains of sand spread out in a desert of violence and anguish.

Sebastien De Castell

#14. If my love were an ocean,
there would be no more land.
If my love were a desert,
you would see only sand.
If my love were a star-
late at night, only light.
And if my love could grow wings,
I'd be soaring in flight.

Jay Asher

#15. I love like I'm thirsty. Can I offer you a tall glass of Sahara sand?

Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#16. They defended the grains of sand in the desert to the last drop of their blood.

Gamal Abdel Nasser

#17. Every ripple on the ocean, every leaf on every tree, every sand dune in the desert, every power we never see.

Sting

#18. Where is my oasis? Too far from
here for me to crawl with these
dead legs, refusing to co-operate
Hands and fingers clawing uselessly
through the grains of sand ...

Kiera Woodhull

#19. I want to see life. I want to hold it in my hands. I want to leave a footprint on the sand of a desert island. I want to play football with people. I want," he said, and then he paused and thought. "I want everything.

Neil Gaiman

#20. They were the men and the women of the sand, of the wind, of the light, of the night. They appeared as in a dream, at the crest of a dune, as if they were born of the cloudless sky.

Jean-Marie G. Le Clezio

#21. ...He sat back on his heels and watched the stars one by one cut their way through onrushing darkness, till all was reversed, day was night, and the blackness glittered with all the desert's sands, each a tiny flame beyond the bounds of time.

Mike Bond

#22. And all around is the desert; a corner of the mournful kingdom of sand.

Pierre Loti

#23. We are, always, reminded of the old saw: What would happen if the Soviet Union took over the Sahara Desert? Answer: Nothing for 50 years. After that there would be a shortage of sand.

William F. Buckley Jr.

#24. And the wind blows, the dust clouds darken the desert blue, pale sand and red dust drift across the asphalt trails and tumbleweeds fill the arroyos. Good-bye, come again. (p. 34)

Edward Abbey

#25. Your anger was a climate I inhabited like a desert in a dry frigid weather of high thin air and ivory sun, sand dunes the wind lifted into stinging clouds that blinded and choked me where the only ice was in the blood.

Marge Piercy

#26. He struggled to find himself, struggled to talk, his head now filled with sand dunes and desert winds. - Who are you? he asked again, gasping for the words. She stared at him with eyes the color of dark amber, then lowered her mouth to his and kissed

Neil Gaiman

#27. Hulkamania is like a single grain of sand in the Sahara desert that is Macho Madness.

Randy Savage

#28. S:uch is Heaven on Earth, in all land
A:s the sun brightens to the moon
N:ails the Creation in a palm of a hand,
D:ancing IT makes the desert bloom.

Ana Claudia Antunes

#29. The desert is full of things you can't hold on to - light and heat and sand that slips through your fingers like friendships you once had.

Al Riske

#30. The luminous light that burns on the Arizona desert, out of long miles of untouched sage and sand. . . . Yes, that's where I want to be, on an observation car traveling swiftly into the Southwest. Losing myself in a shimmer of fine dust.

Elizabeth Shepley Sergeant

#31. I want to be a taxidermist! I wanna fill animals with sand. I wanna get more sand into an animal than anybody has ever bloody got in one. I wanna fill a rat with the entire Gobi Desert, so it's really quite tight.

Eddie Izzard

#32. People want leadership, Mr. President, and in the absence of genuine leadership, they'll listen to anyone who steps up to the microphone. They want leadership. They're so thirsty for it they'll crawl through the desert toward a mirage, and when they discover there's no water, they'll drink the sand.

Michael J. Fox

#33. The sand has rules. Fucked up rules, but rules nonetheless.

Kameron Hurley

#34. The future was chaos, war and blood and thirst, ending with everyone's bones bleached white in the desert. The sand would bury their buildings and bodies, and eventually it would be impossible to tell that anyone had lived in the desert at all.

Becky Allen

#35. It's only a world, after all, and they're just sand grains in the desert, worlds.

Neil Gaiman

#36. What geomancy reads what the windblown sand writes on the desert rock? I read there that all things live by a generous power and dance to a mighty tune; or I read there all things are scattered and hurled, that our every arabesque and grand jete is a frantic variation on our one free fall.

Annie Dillard

#37. 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

#38. 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

#39. Individually, every grain of sand brushing against my hands represents a story, an experience, and a block for me to build upon for the next generation.

Raquel Cepeda

#40. 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

#41. The sand doesn't care if you're made of flesh or stone.

Joaquin Lowe

#42. If you put the government in charge of the Sahara Desert, in five years there'd be a shortage of sand. - Milton Friedman

Vikram Mansharamani

#43. Tortoise steps, slow steps, four steps like a tank with a tail dragging in the sand.
Tortoise steps, land based, land locked, dusty like the desert tortoise herself, fenced in, a prisoner on her own reservation
teaching us the slow art of revolutionary patience.

Terry Tempest Williams

#44. Man is a living lie
a bitter jest Upon himself
a conscious grain of sand Lost in a desert of unconsciousness.

Amos Bronson Alcott

#45. The desert is cold early in the morning. Laying down on that sand is like laying on a block of ice.

Steven Michael Quezada

#46. Neither sad nor gay is the desert - a boundless waste of sand under a burning waste of sky.

Jean-Paul Sartre

#47. Marry me, Lada. It is the perfect solution." Lada laughed. Mehmed's smile grew, until he realized her laugh was not a sweet breeze of delight, but a brutal desert wind carrying stinging sand in its wake. "I will never marry.

Kiersten White

#48. Ahead of me is the open desert, hot and merciless. Behind me is Sand. I don't turn back; I don't say goodbye. The Bullet Catcher carves a straight line through the desert, walking towards the distant mountains.
And I follow.

Joaquin Lowe

#49. Long since, the desert wind wiped away our footprints in the sand. But at every second of my existence, I remember what happened, and you still walk in my dreams and in my reality. Thank you for having crossed my path.

Paulo Coelho

#50. Life is a desert of shifting sand dunes. Unpredictable. Erratic. Harmony changes into dissonance, the immediate outlives the profound, esoteric becomes cliched. And vice versa.

Ella Leya

#51. I'd rather die than be famous,
I want to go live in the desert
With long wild hair, eating
At my campfire, full of sand

Jack Kerouac

#52. And Josh wanted to tell her what he knew: that love might look like a shore but turn out to be a desert island, where you roamed alone, talking to yourself, trying to crack open coconuts with your shoe. So thirsty you drank the salt water. So hungry you ate the sand.

Leah Stewart

#53. Think of all the duties that were perfectly obvious to Paul or Matthew in that old Arabian desert that are pure nonsense to us now. All that foot washing, for example. Was it really for God's glory or just to keep the sand out of the house?

Barbara Kingsolver

#54. We are adrift on a sea of moonlight sand, the silence as infinite as the space between the stars.

Jessica Khoury

#55. For a second it looked like a mortal horse. The next it was pure sand. Shifting from bright gold to violent red, fire and sun in a windswept desert.

Alwyn Hamilton

#56. A name with a gently exotic ring to it, like birdsong, like a grain of sand in the far-off Gobi Desert or the northern steppes, whipped up by the wind, carried by storms, swirling through the sky, travelling, crossing whole countries without knowing quite how, and ending up in the crook of my ear.

Dai Sijie

#57. If wishes were grains of sand, the world would be a desert.

Palle Oswald

#58. Gundhrold's head lowered until his massive beak was only inches away from Amos's nose. "I am a son of the desert. This was once my home - the home of all my kind. I know every crag, every slope, every crick and hollow-"
Amos rolled his eyes. "Every blatherin' speck o' sand?

Gillian Bronte Adams

#59. Good night," whispered the creature, grasping sand out of his way, but the players were in their beds far away from the desert. Only a little crimson and gold blaze gaped and breathed by the bush behind the neck of the dragon.

J.M.K. Walkow

#60. I had a dream about you. We were in a canoe, and we were paddling across the desert. You said you were thirsty, and I pointed to the sand that surrounded us and said, "No, I will not urinate in your mouth." At that point I woke up, because I realized I really had to pee - and get a drink of water.

Dora J. Arod