I got very famous for a minute and then it just all went away, you know? And for the last 20 years… — Colin Hay Copy Share Image
Human nature, essentially changeable, as unstable as the dust, can endure no restraint; if it binds itself it soon begins to tear… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Few tasks are more like the torture of Sisyphus than housework, with its endless repetition: the clean becomes soiled, the soiled is… — Simone de Beauvoir Copy Share Image
Art is the best possible introduction to the culture of the world. I love it for the buried hopes, the garnered memories,… — Pablo Picasso Copy Share Image
The less you eat, drink and read books; the less you go to the theatre, the dance hall, the public house; the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
...that once were urgent and necessary for an orderly world and now were buried away, gathering dust and of no use to… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share Image
We can be dry as dust, distracted and insensible to God's presence. Still we can pray...and if we make even the smallest… — Carol Zaleski Copy Share Image
She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
You're water. We're the millstone. You're wind. We're dust blown up into shapes. You're spirit. We're the opening and closing of our… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The Lord Jesus died for the ungodly. He was obedient at all costs : He bore everything, and went down into the… — John Nelson Darby Copy Share Image
If foundations made of stone can turn to dust, then the hardest hearts of steel can turn to rust. — Shania Twain Copy Share Image
We are the dead. Our only true life is in the future. We shall take part in it as handfuls of dust… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
... freshness trembles beneath the surface of Everyday, a joy perpetual to all who catch its opal lights beneath the dust of habit. — Freya Stark Copy Share Image
I loved playing in the Big Ten, where it's three yards and a cloud of dust. — Chris Borland Copy Share Image
Ah, Los Angeles! Dust and fog of your lonely streets, I am no longer lonely. Just you wait, all of you ghosts… — John Fante Copy Share Image
Poetry is any page from a sketchbook of outlines of a doorknob with thumb-prints of dust, blood, dreams. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Great nations which fail to meet their responsibilities are consigned to the dustbin of history. We grew from that small, weak republic… — Ronald Reagan Copy Share Image
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if the women don't get you then the whiskey must. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Virtue!--to be good and just-- Every heart, when sifted well, Is a clot of warmer dust, Mix'd with cunning sparks of hell. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Trish Stratus is a cassette player and I am the newest version of the iTouch. iTouches keep improving. Technology gets better and… — Maryse Mizanin Copy Share Image
In that Macondo forgotten even by the birds, where the dust and the heat had become so strong that it was difficult… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
