Desert Quotes
Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people.
Planting a flower in the desert takes greater skill than growing a garden in a rain forest.
Where is my oasis? Too far fromhere for me to crawl with thesedead legs, refusing to co-operateHands and fingers clawing uselesslythrough the grains of sand...
We were going to get Ahmed back. And Rahim back. And Shazad. And Delila. And all the others who had been captured. And we were going to end this.
I left a piece of my soul that will always rightfully belong in the desert.
My life is an adventure." she said, growing confident as she opened her eyes again. "I will not be shackled to this satellite anymore.
Tell me you spotted a condom tree over to the right by the stream of lube.
If you live in the desert, view the sun not as your enemy, but as your friend. If you live in the wilderness, view nature not as your adversary, but as your companion.
A flower blooming in the desert proves to the world that adversity, no matter how great, can be overcome.
If seeds waited for perfect conditions to grow, there would be no plants in the desert.
A daisy blooming in a desert is worth more than a rose blossoming in a rainforest.
It was a dictum of his that the soul's energy thrives when the body's desires are feeblest.
One by one and then together the birds chanted, warbled, whistled, and cooed, like a rare desert plant bursting into life after the rain.
The breeze across the desert as the light died was so sweet she could almost drink it.
The desert lay in wait, more infinite than God, no less remote.
Maybe I should stop while I'm aheadNay, I swim with sea-demons no sweet summer tuned radioover my sunless desertscapehow does it burn without the sun?
She thirsted for love, but found only a mirage. Some hearts are a desert you can die wandering in.
In a heartbeat, he understands why religions are born on the sands – there is nothing here for a man but his own mind.
On Caladan, we ruled with sea and air power, " the Duke said. "Here, we must scrabble for desert power. This is your inheritance, Paul.
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen and waste its sweetness on the desert air.
Pretend to be poor in reality and you'll notice a decrease in your friends list and request.
The journey of every ignorant and obedient society always ends up in the same place: In the desert!
The men who are dropped in a jungle or a desert and expected video games and got mundanity and depravity and friends dying like animals.
Maybe that is the one real division between men: wood men and desert men.
I love like I’m thirsty. Can I offer you a tall glass of Sahara sand?
The open road. Seemingly my only friend for years upon end since leaving war. The road embraced me, let me breathe, and more importantly, did not judge me.
Drifting across the vast space, silent except for wind and footsteps, I felt uncluttered and unhurried for the first time in a while, already on desert time.
And our desire to knowEach other and desertEach other for newCenters of meaning so thatThe boundaries may reignAnd in doing so be undone.
The desert shatters the soul's arrogance and leaves body and soul crying out in thirst and hunger. In the desert we trust God or die.
Being the Novelist-in-Residence at a riad hotel in the kasbah of an Arabic North African city is a lot like trying to write one’s memoirs on shreds of napkins in a nuthouse.
They were the men and the women of the sand, of the wind, of the light, of the night. They appeared as in a dream, at the crest of a dune, as if they were born of the cloudless sky.
...nobody ever takes from the desert anything but aridity and monsters...
Books of the sages of the ages reflect upon in stages
I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears nothing. Yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams...
The desert became grim, dark and foreboding. A silence of death lay over the land, and it seemed as though the very stars held their breath and twinkled no more.
It was either the chaos of a crowd of thoughts or the silence of solitude... nothing in between..
I saw Sonora before me, so otherworldly, so desolate, some cast-out mistress on the pale blue planet, and longed suddenly to stay.
He’d lived in the desert all his life, and he loved it. He was its child. It was his home.
Vast skies in the Australian desertwaves that don't movewe slide surf glide like condors
-I think you are inhuman. If I leave you, who will you go to? Would you find another lover?I said nothing.-Deny it, damn you!
The day here is a something without value, a mere torment suffered by living creatures as they await the night. Night is deliverance.