Quotes About Desert

But none of these scars were fresh,They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.

his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords. But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.

They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert. Everything

Sands of the Desert

The lack of a compass did not seem to concern him, as he would orient himself by the stars, one star in particular. 'Orion shone brightly,' he later recalled. 'Scarcely a year before he had guided me when lost in the desert to the banks of the Nile. He had given me water. Now he should lead me to freedom.' 79 People often believe in their stars in a general way; Churchill actually specified which one it was.

The task of watering the arid desert between Reagan's ears is a challenging one for his aides." And, continuing with the water imagery, a California legislator said, "You could walk through Ronald Reagan's deepest thoughts and not get your ankles wet.

I think the American West really attracts me because it's romantic. The desert, the empty space, the drama.

Where do you live, Kaznim?" "In the star tent beside the Moon Pool, beneath the long dune." Marwick looked puzzled. "So, where's that?" he asked. "Um. In the desert," said Kaznim. "The Desert of the Singing Sands." "OK... and whereabouts is that." Kaznim shook her head. "I ... I don't know.

I love Westerns!

Wherever we halted we were surrounded by wandering troops of Bedouins.

Normally, I like my privacy in the high desert.

The Sahara is Africa's great divide.

I went to a cleansing retreat in the desert where I didn't eat for eight days and experienced hunger-driven hallucinations.

I must explore desert ground and see what can grow. But there are limits. I know in my heart what I would never do.

I'm especially drawn to the sand dunes. I love driving around and exploring them by dune buggy.

I read Gide's 'The Immoralist' over and over as a teenager. I was obsessed with it. It's written with such simplicity and dread, and the desert, the shabby colonial world, is brought right into your consciousness without being over-explained.

In one of the most dramatic scenes in the Bible, God speaks out of the desert whirlwind. "Who is this that obscures divine plans with words of ignorance? Gird up your loins now, like a man; I will question you, and you tell me the answers!" (Job 38:2–

The eternal silence of the great white desert. Cloudy columns of snow drift advancing from the south, pale yellow wraiths, heralding the coming storm, blotting out one by one the sharp-cut lines of the land.

They cannot scare me with their empty spaces Between stars—on stars where no human race is. I have it in me so much nearer home To scare myself with my own desert places.

Or imagine him in the middle of a battle coming upon a soldier cowering behind a tree and loudly proclaiming his intention to desert—prompting Sherman to shower the tree with rocks, convincing the reluctant warrior he was under even heavier fire.

Kindness—such a simple thing—but in such short supply, he reflected, that one would have thought it had to be imported to London from somewhere as far away as the Saharan desert,

rising from the desert, like a pillar of fire, burning the eyes of those who behold it and laying waste to all that lives upon the earth and to all that ever will, unto the tenth generation." Again, there was a missing phrase or two, followed by, "And even the clouds shall burn.

And when this emperor had come to the desert," it read, "with his camels and chariots, with his army of soldiers and slaves, the sand itself arose in a great storm, blinding their eyes.

Antarctica is a desert, and fresh snowflakes falling are as rare as raindrops in the Sahara. Most blizzards simply sweep old, needle-like crystals of drift from one place to another. They are really dust storms in the cold. Shackleton