Quotes About Dust

It thrills me when a young person such as yourself speaks of dust issues!

A bien calculer quand on songe, c'est peut-être ça L'Espérance ? Et l'avenir esthétique aussi ! Des guerres qu'on saura plus pourquoi !... De plus en plus formidables ! Qui laisseront plus personne tranquille !... que tout le monde en crèvera... deviendra des héros sur place... et poussière par-dessus le marché !... Qu'on débarrassera la Terre... Qu'on a jamais servi à rien... Le nettoyage par l'Idée...

Buy Fable! the book that rejuvenates your soul! makes your belly belly-laugh! turns your cares to dust!...likewise your moods, woes an wounds!...turns everything rosy, deflates spleen and bile! pocondria! not just any old work! not just any old words! Fable! You gotta be categorical.

Chi ha respirato la polvere delle strade del Messico, non troverà più pace in nessun altro paese.

Once a month, the moonstorm. Dust in the eyes and ghosts in the veins. The blood of woman is spilling and all the strength ebbs away.

I look'd to Heav'n, and try'd to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust.

Not all of me is dust. Within my song, safe from the worm, my spirit will survive.

When he had brushed a thin coat of dust off the pebbled leather cover of one volume, he saw the words: Register of All Wizards and Warlocks of the South Kingdom and of the North Kingdom from the Beginning of the World to the Present Time.

for we see Abraham the readier to acknowledge himself but dust and ashes the nearer he approaches to behold the glory of the Lord

In the old house, the past hung in the air like motes of dust waiting to be illuminated by the sharp rays of memory

A little later, remembering man's earthly origin, 'dust thou art and to dust thou shalt return,' they liked to fancy themselves bubbles of earth. When alone in the fields, with no one to see them, they would hop, skip and jump, touching the ground as lightly as possible and crying 'We are bubbles of earth! Bubbles of earth! Bubbles of earth!' —Flora Thompson, Lark Rise

When my mouth shall be filled with dust, and the worm shall feed, and feed sweetly upon me, when the ambitious man shall have no satisfaction if the poorest alive tread upon him, nor the poorest receive any contentment in being made equal to princes, for they shall be equal but in dust.

I am the dust and the ashes of the temple of the Holy Ghost, and what marble is so precious? But I am more than dust and ashes: I am my best part, I am my soul.

He breathed, with his assistant, the dust of the much-handled merchandise, the imaginable odors of sweat and pride and weeping; and it was an indefinable yet powerful atmosphere, which gave them an intimacy neither desired.

Aku berpegang pada satu hal ini: tubuhku boleh menjadi debu, tapi aku akan tetap hidup.

forma de escuadra y un jardín lleno de plantas y de polvo. Allí no corre el tiempo: el aire quedó inmóvil después de tantas lágrimas.

Material dust in mind acts like only rust for it corrodes the thinking prowess of a person who then can't even identity the people worth to own trust.

It was a tough movie to make, with lots of stunts and injuries and craziness and night shooting and dust.

[History] is fallible as every man is fallible. But it is likewise trustworthy, as a man is trustworthy who has looked into himself and come to know how blended are dust and fire in the innermost recesses of the human heart.

The early universe was a dusty place, and the UV radiation from the hot, young black holes and stars would get enshrouded by dust, re-radiated, and scattered into red wavelengths like infra-red, causing these objects to remain obscured.

Bored and insecure men will loose arrows at dust motes.

Wenn man plötzlich die Uhr ticken hört, dann hört man nichts anderes mehr. Und ich habe Angst davor, eines Tages nichts mehr zu sein. Ich habe ngst davor, zu Asche und Staub zu werden...

Everything is made of time, and we go out in waves, accumulating around ourselves in halos of dust, the borders bleeding into each other; the tearing and merging of clouds.

What shall I do? screamed his son. Sit until time embraces you into the bosom of its velvet quiet, cried the father. Like this? cried his son as his son became dust.