Fingernails filling with silt, scraping the sculpted...

And so we polish our own lives, creating landscapes and canyons and peaks with the very silt we try to avoid, the dirt we…

— Terry Tempest Williams

“Dust rises at every step, fine as flour. It is dried river silt, that dust. Add water, and the soil is so fertile that…

— Mary Doria Russell

“Time: old cold time, old sorrow, settling down in layers like silt in a pond.”

— Margaret Atwood

“I smelled silt on the wind, turkey, laundry, leaves . . . my God what a world. There is no accounting for one second of it (267).”

— Annie Dillard

The sediments of the past are many miles in collective thickness: yet the feeble silt of the rivers built them all from base to…

— John Joly

“Stops at the end of the road collected Clyde Lidgards like dams collected silt.”

— C.J. Box

Adam has always had . . . heroic tendencies.” I touched Adam’s arm. “He’s my hero.” There was another pause. . . “That is…

— Patricia Briggs

“The artist, like the God of creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring…

— James Joyce

“in a slapfight with Jesus my face bleeds because no one cut their fingernails back then”

— Daniel Bailey

When I was in college, I used to write little ditties and short stories and poetry for my friends. Writing a book is another…

— Mario Batali

With fingernails that shine like justice

— Cake

Action films are emotionally and physically draining, and you're dirty and sweaty. In a romantic comedy, you have to have your fingernails perfect, you're…

— Morris Chestnut

For days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow, but phone calls taper off.

— Johnny Carson

“She grips my elbow tighter, somehow finding the thinnest skin to dig her fingernails into. I want to pry her fingers from my arm,…

— Beth Revis

“Now, from the crown of my head to the curve of my toe-nails, there was an unguent for every part of me - oil…

— Sarah Waters