Quotes About Ground

He grasped him in his two hands and ground and rattled him until the dung was forced out of him. The ford grew foul with his droppings.

In a world without a destination, we cannot even break ground on our Tower of Babel, and no amount of rush and hurry on our part will change that.

It is not enough to be able to think that if there are logical truths, natural selection might very well have given me the capacity to recognize them. That cannot be my ground for trusting my reason, because even that thought implicitly relies on reason in a prior way.

It is not a field of a few acres of ground, but a cause, that we are defending, and whether we defeat the enemy in one battle, or by degrees, the consequences will be the same.

Error in opinion has this peculiar advantage with it, that the foremost point of the contrary ground may at any time be reached by the sudden exertion of a thought; and it frequently happens in sentimental differences, that the striking circumstance, or some forcible reason quickly conceived, will effect in an instant what neither argument nor example could produce in an age.

Gravity is Earth's way of keeping our spirits on the ground.

Is there a secret to bowling at the Waca? In a way the secret is that there is no secret. Like any ground in the world, it's all about feel.

Such fire was not by water to be drowned, nor he his nature changed by changing ground.

A lot of the data we collect is stuff that has to be analyzed on the ground. For instance, we can't see, you know, bone loss. Our cells, you know, that's something that we'll have to notice with imaging technology when I get back.

Being a black belt from the Nogueira brothers, I have the obligation to always defend myself well on the ground.

I'm more interested in character than events. I've observed that about myself as a writer. I find events, even the most dramatic sort, not to be such fertile ground.

Milo tried as hard as he could, and, as he did, his feet floated slowly off the ground until he was standing in the air next to Alec Bings. He looked around very quickly and, an instant later, crashed back down to earth again. "Interesting, wasn't it?" asked Alec.

women have their roots in the ground, and often those roots are starved and ravaged, yet there is not a human alive who cannot reach and touch, with... her fingers, the very top of God's rainbow.

The war on apathy moved much slower than real wars fought on the ground.

Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground.

For even if you should have stood your ground, he said, yet what ground was it?

The judge placed his hands on the ground. He looked at his inquisitor. This is my claim, he said. And yet everywhere upon it are pockets of autonomous life. Autonomous. In order for it to be mine nothing must be permitted to occur upon it save by my dispensation.

Host and sorrow to waste as one without distinction until the wretched coagulant is shoveled into the ground at last and the rain primes the stones for fresh tragedies.

In the draws the smoke coming off the ground like mist and the thin black trees burning on the slopes like heathen candles.

Each memory but a memory of the one before until…What? Host and sorrow to waste as one without distinction until the wretched coagulant is shoved into the ground at last and the rain primes the stones for fresh tragedies.

The worst fears are always underneath us, hidden, shaking the ground we wish to be firm and safe.

It was the middle of the night, and Bingo couldn't sleep. The ground was hard, but he was used to that… . His blanket was dirty and smelled disgusting, but he was used to that too. A tune kept going through his head, and he couldn't get it out of his mind. It was the Wendels' victory song. Michael de Larrabeiti, The Borribles Go for Broke

He looked at me. "If I were a creek, I would be where the ground slopes." "Right." Sometimes it was good to have an Indian scout.

There was a glimmer of nightly rabbits across the ground.