“Rather than dirt, I’d rather push a wheelbarrow full of books. Dirty books.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“some vegetables are supposed to stay in the dirt and shouldn't be eaten at all.” — Ember Casey Copy Share Image
They say'diamonds are a girls best friend who knew mine would be filled with dirt? — Kane Arreo Copy Share Image
“We all eat a handful of dirt before we die, who cares if it tastes like cherries?” — Tom Siddell Copy Share Image
Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road, laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones. — Jason Aldean Copy Share Image
“We have grace of strength to work, to clear our cities of any dirt.” — Lailah Gifty Akita Copy Share Image
I was riding dirt bikes when I was a little kid. I got my first Harley Davidson when I was 17 years… — David Labrava Copy Share Image
I love getting facials. I've even started doing microdermabrasion to keep all the makeup and dirt out of my pores. And when… — Kelsea Ballerini Copy Share Image
When life rubs your face in the dirt, Just know that every flower gos through a lot of dirt before in turns… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When you dig a well, there's no sign of water until you reach it, only rocks and dirt to move out of… — Deepak Chopra Copy Share Image
“I wanted to say a lot but wasn't sure where to start; people don't want to hear about how your heart has… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“He is dirt under fingernails and the stick of sap on skin... I am saintly, poetic; I am demise, otherworld.” — Sonya Hartnett Copy Share Image
You've got to make haste while it's still light of day. My godmother used to say, I don't want to rust out,… — Ben Vereen Copy Share Image
“For me, the feeling of my hands in the dirt offers a deep, primordial connection with the earth. When I am working… — Fran Sorin Copy Share Image
Sometimes I wish Marta were more loyal to me. Like the other day. The car parked next to ours had a real… — Jack Handey Copy Share Image
What if there is no dirt on Merjack? Oh, I can answer this one. (Omari raised his hand like he was in… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
I'll take care of my mother," he said grimly. "I love her, but she doesn't run my life." "Yeah, that's what we… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“The fields are black and ploughed, and they lie like a great fan before us, with their furrows gathered in some hand… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
“I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love If you want me again look for me under… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I do not like the Broadway theatre because it does not know how to say hello. The tone of voice is false,… — Julian Beck Copy Share Image
Women are dirt searchers; their greatest worth is irradicating rings on collars and tables. Never mind real-estate boards' corruption and racism, here's… — Florynce Kennedy Copy Share Image
My worst Christmas ever was in 1987 when Santa brought me and my sister a dose of chicken-pox. And my worst present… — Sophia Di Martino Copy Share Image
“What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture,… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
But you, Achilles,/ There is not a man in the world more blest than you--/ There never has been, never will be… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I didn’t know what to do for my project so I brought in a paper cup filled with dirt just hoping that… — Brian Regan Copy Share Image
Listening to the doves in Alfred, Georgia, and having neither the right nor the permission to enjoy it because in that place… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
At Last It's a perfect winter day. No wind. No Arctic freeze. Cloudless azure sky. A day to fly. Snow drapes the… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Let me tell you, though - there’s a huge difference between Flanders and Paris–Roubaix. They’re not even close to the same. In… — Chris Horner Copy Share Image
“ Native Soil There's Nobody simpler than us, or with more pride, or fewer tears. (1922) Our hearts don't wear it as… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
“He bent down, scratched the black dirt into his fingers. He was beginning to warm to it; the words were beginning to… — Michael Shaara Copy Share Image
