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Quotes About Dust

Whirlwinds dance across the salt flats, a pillar of dust by day; the thornbush breaks into flame at night. What does it mean? It means nothing. It is as it is and has no need for meaning. The desert lies beneath and soars beyond any possible human qualification. Therefore, sublime.
~ Edward Abbey
Everything becomes... too late, finally. You know it's going on... up on the hill; you can see the dust, and hear the cries, and the steel... but you wait; and time happens. When you do go, sword, shield... finally... there's nothing there... save rust; bones; and the wind.
~ Edward Albee
And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.
~ Anonymous
Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust.
~ Anonymous
Dust is just a country accent.
~ Anonymous
Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
~ Anonymous
The nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance.
~ Anonymous
For the hope of the ungodly is like dust that is blown away with the wind… and passeth away as the remembrance of a guest that tarrieth but a day.
~ Anonymous
This house is protected by killer dust bunnies.
~ Anonymous
He could see tiny particles of dust drifting in the air between her ankles, each fleck tumbling individually in and out of the sunlight, and there was something intensely familiar in their arrangement.
~ Anthony Doerr
Dust floats through the feeble beam of the flashlight: ten thousand particles, turning softly, twinkling.
~ Anthony Doerr
Someone -- likely madame -- opens a window, and the bright air of the sea washes onto the landing, stirring everything: Etienne's curtains, his papers, his dust, Marie-Laure's longing for her father.
~ Anthony Doerr
We are dust only after all our water evaporates.
~ Anthony Doerr
The homes of so many skeletons. People who used to fight over the last blueberry muffin at the breakfast table, get down on their knees to scrub bathroom floors, and kiss one another good night, thinking they were at least relatively safe. Now they are just dust in the debris.
~ Francesca Lia Block
In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.
~ Franz Kafka
Unlike the Holocaust, Stalin's murders are forgotten: dust blowing in the wind.
~ Robert Harris
In Arizona, where farm dust is currently regulated, farmers are forced to park tractors on windy days to prevent getting strapped with outrageous fines.
~ Stephen Fincher
His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred.
~ Ernest Hemingway
I don't do a lot of editing post-shoot, but I use Lightroom to play with contrast and texture and to remove dust.
~ Laurent Baheux
I wandered and roamed through my domain, my private space, smelling its essence, accepting its claim on me and incorporating every dust mote, every spider's web into an orgy of possessive bliss.
~ Robyn Davidson
a 'dust-veil event', that caused temporary disruptions to the climate over large parts of the world.
~ Roderick Beaton
He always had trouble opening his heart. Tonight it was stuck again. It was a wooden chest secured by locked iron bands. An army duffel, rusted zipper. Kitchen cupboards glued shut. Tabernacle. Desk. Closet. He had to wedge apart doors, lift covers. He was always disappointed to find a drab or menacing interior. To make a welcoming place of his heart was mentally slippery work. Sometimes cleaning was involved, rearrangements. He had to dust. He had to throw out old junk to make room.
~ Louise Erdrich
A MAN FINDS happiness so fleetingly, like the petals melting off a prairie rose. Even as you touch that feeling it dries up, leaving only the dust of that emotion, a powder of hope.
~ Louise Erdrich
So along with the whiskey and perfume and smoke, she often exuded faint undertones of hay, dust, and the fragrance of horse, which once you smell it you always miss it. Humans were meant to live with the horse.
~ Louise Erdrich