Quotes About Sand

I wrote our names in the sand. Cadence, Mirren, Johnny, & Gat. Gat, Johnny, Mirren, & Cadence. That was the beginning of us.

the lids, have taken on a coral-pink, the color of the dunes.

Flesh that had cried in ecstasy, eyes that had burned him with their desire, the voice that had charmed him because it played no tricks of subtle control—all gone, back into the water and the sand.

I stood upon the sand of the sea and saw a beast rise up out of the sea…and upon his heads the name of blasphemy.

If he could smell the pre-spice mass, that meant the gasses deep under the sand were nearing explosive pressure.

Arrakis - Dune - Desert Planet

They shall come all for violence: their faces shall sup up as the east wind, and they shall gather the captivity of the sand.

Piatra e grea ?i nisipul apas?, dar furia neghiobului e o povar? care le-ntrece.

the chant for those committed to the desert, the ones whose water went to Shai-hulud: "Mother of sand, father of Time, beginning of Life, grant him passage.

And she had sung the walking song lovers shared on the sand, its rhythm like the drag of the dunes against the feet: "Tell me of thine eyes And I will tell thee of thy heart. Tell me of thy feet And I will tell thee of thy hands. Tell me of thy sleeping And I will tell thee of thy waking. Tell me of thy desires And I will tell thee of thy need.

Sand dunes are almost like ready-made buildings in a way. All we need to do is solidify the parts that we need to be solid, and then excavate the sand, and we have our architecture. We can either excavate it by hand, or we can have the wind excavate it for us.

Life is singing also in the sand crunching under the slow and heavy steps of the guards, when we know how to listen to it.

moonstones. The pebbles had glistened in the wet sand, opalescent in late-day amber light, lighting their path like tiny fallen moons.

Just like the splashing waves, the whispering sand, the crying gulls. Everything in nature meant something, alive with private poetry for any person willing to listen.

Sex standing up and walking on sand will bring any man to a bad end. He

I can never get over when you're on the beach how beautiful the sand looks and the water washes it away and straightens it up and the trees and the grass all look great. I think having land and not ruining it is the most beautiful art that anybody could ever want to own.

I can never get over when you're on the beach how beautiful the sand looks and the water washes it away and straightens it up and the trees and the grass all look great. I think having land and not ruining it is the most beautiful art that anybody could ever want to own.

pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis n. [mass noun] an artificial long word said to mean a lung disease caused by inhaling very fine ash and sand dust.

It was just the lightest dusting, and another person might have mistaken it for something else. But I knew where I came from. No matter where I was, or what got me there, I would always feel at home when I touched sand.

No matter where I was, or what got me there, I would always feel at home when I touched sand.

The sand swallows burst out of their scupper holes in the bluffs and out over the transparent drown of the water, back again to the white, to the brown, to the black, from moving to stock-still sand waves and water-worked woods and roots that hugged and twisted in the sun.

Time is master: age lies on the sand.

When the beginnings of self-destruction enter the heart it seems no bigger than a grain of sand.

They dined on mince, and slices of quince Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon.