When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it. — Rumi Copy Share Image
When I stand in a library where is all the recorded wit of the world, but none of the recording, a mere… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
He who has once stood beside the grave, to look back upon the companionship which has been forever closed, feeling how impotent… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
Pulvis et umbra sumus. It's a line from Horace. 'We are dust and shadows'. Appropriate, don't you think?" Will said. "It's not… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I wish I could close my eyes and be blown into dust and nothingness, feel all my thoughts disperse like dandelion fluff… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Then the dust will return to the earth as it was, and the spirit will return to God who gave it. — Solomon Copy Share Image
When the Universe was not so out of whack as it is today, and all the stars were lined up in their… — Stanislaw Lem Copy Share Image
Give me some mud off a city crossing, some ochre out of a gravel pit and a little whitening and some coal… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
All is going on as it was wont. The waves are hoarse with repetition of their mystery; the dust lies piled upon… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
By speech first, but far more by writing, man has been able to put something of himself beyond death. In tradition and… — Julian Huxley Copy Share Image
Man is a centaur, a tangle of flesh and mind, divine inspiration and dust. — Primo Levi Copy Share Image
A mass of dust, world's momentary slave, Is man, in state of our old Adam made, Soon born to die, soon flourishing… — Barnabe Barnes Copy Share Image
God is a God of galaxies, of storms, of roaring seas and boiling thunder, but He is also the God of bread… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Quotes about Life Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Writing is to descend like a miner to the depths of the mine with a lamp on your forehead, a light whose… — Blaise Cendrars Copy Share Image
What is important is the story. Because when we are all dust and teeth and kicked-up bits of skin - when we're… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share Image
“But words have been used too often; touched and turned, and left exposed to the dust of the street. The words we… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If I venture to displace ... the microscopical speck of dust... on the point of my finger,... I have done a deed… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
It's too early for there to be any coffee. I stare dully at the empty pot in the common room, while Sam… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Observe this dew-drenched rose of Tyrian gardens A rose today. But you will ask in vain Tomorrow what it is; and yesterday… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
The poet is a brother speaking to a brother of "a moment of their other lives"-a moment that had been buried beneath… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
As for me, I consider myself as a speck of the dust of the devotee's feet. — Ramakrishna Copy Share Image
Error tills its own barren soil and buries itself in the ground, since ground and dust stand for nothingness. — Mary Baker Eddy Copy Share Image
There is a certain silence that can emanate from a lifeless object as from a chair lately used, or from a piano… — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
