Quotes About Dust

on m a dit : tu n es que cendre et poussier.On a oublié de me dire qu il s agissait de poussieres d etoiles

Pourtant les analogies entre le récit scientifique et ces mythes sont indéniables... S'agit-il d'une coïncidence ? Ou d'un savoir intuitif ? nous sommes nous memes composés de la poussière du Big Bang. Peut-être portons-nous en nous la mémoire de l'univers ?

Moving to the trailer, I watched as the Bear used a shiny cloth to remove what dust had collected on the Indian motorcycle. "Why do people ride these contraptions anyway?" He checked the tie-down straps, and stood "Freedom." "Freedom to be an organ donor."...

It was only one kiss. It wasn't a deep kiss, a French kiss, the kind of kiss that redefines a teen life. It was pepperoni, snowflakes, spit, and rodeo dust. Crazy, like dancing and soaring and walking to a new home. Sweeter because it didn't taste like good-bye.

There was dust everywhere: dust on the cracked and rheumy window; dust over the drugget that made shift as Mr. Guyle's carpet; dust on the framed portraits of my lords Eldon, Coke and other luminaries that hung on the wall; and dust, it may be presumed, in the ventricles of Mr. Guyle's ancient legal heart.

When she breathed in the sage and dust and tang of orange peel, it smelled to her like deliverance.

My first inclination is to gush about the book hoard. The library is an amalgamation of the generations of residents in this house. The dust of their reading lives has been left behind like sedimentary layers of sandstone, year upon year, decade upon decade. New books and old ones that probably haven't been touched in a century.

This should have been a noble creature: he/ Hath all the energy which would have made/ A goodly frame of glorious elements,/ Had they been wisely mingled; as it is,/ It is an awful chaos-light and darkness-/ And mind and dust- and passions and pure thoughts,/ Mix'd, and contending without end or order,/ All dormant or destructive/

What are the hopes of man? Old Egypt's King Cheops erected the first pyramid And largest, thinking it was just the thing To keep his memory whole, and mummy hid; But somebody or other rummaging, Burglariously broke his coffin's lid: Let not a monument give you or me hopes, Since not a pinch of dust remains of Cheops.

His boots were immaculate. His valet had polished them to such a fearsome brilliance, the dust of London's streets could only stagger away, blinded.

Nothing is everywhere. Our Earth is merely a tiny speck of dust floating through a vast expanse of utterly silent inhospitable void.

She pretended to find dust ruffles feminine and cozy, but really they were just flimsy barriers beyond which lurked the malign viscosity under her bed.

he was in a museum of immaculate dust - and nothing was exactly gone

Dust was dangerous, I insisted. Insects bred in it.

A whirl of torrid dust veils the picture.

And the rest is rust and stardust.

aromas. Above, a ceiling of parched wood dropped dust

Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet.

Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet. BELIEF

Defenceless under the night Our world in stupor lies; Yet, dotted everywhere, Ironic points of light Flash out wherever the Just Exchange their messages: May I, composed like them Of Eros and of dust, Beleaguered by the same Negation and despair, Show an affirming flame.

Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!

Let all Black Poets die as trumpets, And be buried in the dust of marching feet.

Death, only death, can break the lasting chain; And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain

man is a centaur, a tangle of flesh and mind, divine inspiration and dust.