Quotes About Sand

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

Once more I ventured within those brooding ruins that swelled beneath the sand like an ogre under a coverlet

En tiempos de desertización, en que el mundo ha dejado de ser habitable buscamos refugios en los oasis... pero corremos el peligro de que, en nuestra fuga hacia el oaiss, llevemos los zapatos llenos de la arena del desierto

Being from Florida and playing so many tournaments on that beach in Fort Lauderdale, I just want to be on that beach playing.

On the beach, I take my clothes off under a towel.

I like a real beach. A crowded one, you know? People, towels, umbrellas. I hate those little private strips of sand you see up in Malibu.

Titus's jaw dropped. 'Those caravanists, they were mages?' 'They most certainly were.' 'But one fainted and two reached for their rifles when they saw the sand wyvern.' 'It's a good policy for at least one member of the group to pretend to fall unconscious at a mage sighting. And I always think the rifles are a touch of genius - any time you see someone holding a firearm, your instinct is to dismiss that person as a nonmage.

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.

The ephemeral nature of live performance is the part I love most - it's a monk's sand painting, carefully constructed, then wiped away in an instant.

I dreamt we walked together along the shore. We made satisfying small talk and laughed. This morning I found sand in my shoe and a seashell in my pocket. Was I only dreaming?

If you're quite done, gentlemen, I'll thank you to remove the corpses for the sake of the floor, Oppenshaw said. It is troublesome to sand. Thank you, Mr Mathey, this was quite interesting. I would encourage you to write it up for the British Journal of Metaphysics, but I very much doubt you'd be allowed to publish.

I saw the camel put on its shirt An leave without tears for Mecca With a thousand and one Sand sellers and Dark crowds like scaly dragons But i could not follow them For sloth won out Against my ardour And daily habit resumed Its disjointed toe-dance

L'orizzonte è il tuo corpo. L'orizzonte è la mia anima. Raggiungo il tuo limite: ancora sabbia. Raggiungi il mio limite: ancora acqua.

The night below. We two. Crystal of pain. You wept over great distances. My ache was a clutch of agonies over your sickly heart of sand.

I will not see it!Tell the moon to comefor I do not want to see the bloodof Ignacio on the sand.

A passion, an obsession, a romance, a nice acquaintanceship with trees, sand, and water.

The mind is like the wind and the body like the sand: if you want to know how the wind is blowing , you can look at the sand.

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.

She'd never seen the ocean before. It was so vast compared to the rivers she'd seen. The sand resembled brown sugar. The seagulls leaped up and down as if they were at the ends of yo-yos. The waves made the sound of someone biting into an apple. When they crashed, they were a hundred thousand chorus girls raising up their dresses at once. And then the water receded again like the train of a jilted bride walking off into the distance.

Muscat itself is a mixture of impersonal modern buildings, shopping malls, mosques, traditional souks, tarmac and sand.

I like to run on the beach. It's a different exercise as well when you're in sand, a different kind of training.

1.Count Drac: It's okay. We all get stomach aches, Mr. Bigfoot. 2. Count Drac: The sand, Murray, the sand! Always with the sand.

There lived a singer in France of old By the tideless dolorous midland sea. In a land of sand and rain and gold There shone one woman, and none but she.

This is the worst thing to happen to beaches since the Speedo.