I am sifting my memories, the way men pan the dirt under a barroom floor for the bits of gold dust that… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
Mama took me in her arms and held me tight. Her embrace was hot and she smelled like sweat, dust, and grease,… — Sarah Zettel Copy Share Image
Be happy when you reach the top: cry, clap your hands, shout to the four winds that you did it, let the… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
Have you read 'The Grapes of Wrath?' That was my family. My dad was a sharecropper in western Oklahoma. When the dust… — B. Wayne Hughes Copy Share Image
For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from?… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
When you honor God, the storms may come, but you have a promise that others don’t have: When it’s all said and… — Joel Osteen Copy Share Image
The world is eaten up by boredom. You can't see it all at once. It is like dust. You go about and… — Georges Bernanos Copy Share Image
I've lived to bury my desires and see my dreams corrode with rust now all that's left are fruitless fires that burn… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I see the spectacle of morning from the hilltop over against my house, from daybreak to sunrise, with emotions which an angel… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I think I know the real reason." "Which is?" "Alcohol in the dust clouds. Goddamn stuff is everywhere. Any lousy species ever… — Iain Banks Copy Share Image
Like a feather in a dust storm, with no direction The Raven flies through life, helpless and omitted Until night declares and… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
I do not know if Alice in Wonderland was an original story-I was, at least, no conscious imitator in writing it-but I… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
They say funerals are not for the dead but for the living. Those rites are what permit you to move on, so… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
O God, when my faith gets overladen with dust, blow it clean with the wind of your Spirit. When my habits of… — Eugene H. Peterson Copy Share Image
He boils milk with fresh ginger, a quarter of a vanilla bean, and tea that is so dark and fine-leaved that it… — Peter Høeg Copy Share Image
I wrote this story for you, but when I began it I had not realized that girls grow quicker than books. As… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
People think that alien spaceships would be solid and made of metal and have lights all over them and move slowly through… — Mark Haddon Copy Share Image
It is a slightly arresting notion that if you were to pick yourself apart with tweezers, one atom at a time, you… — Bill Bryson Copy Share Image
Science has grown frightfully audacious in these days -- swift-footed, ponderous, careering over her iron ways with unslacking pace. This rampant dragon,… — Amos Bronson Alcott Copy Share Image
If you put a little pin in the middle and you make a little space, a little circle, then the nature of… — Tenzin Palmo Copy Share Image
In this glare of brilliant emptiness, in this arid intensity of pure heat, in the heart of a weird solitude, great silence… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
She had been dragged in the most humiliating of all dusts, the dust reserved for older women who let themselves be approached,… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share Image
“Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband. BEATRICE Not till God make men of some other… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It's drugs, isn't it"? Tara was so innocent. She got pulled into that glamorous lifestyle with all her rich friends...all that cocaine… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
At the time when talk of war, intimidation, and aggression is exchanged between politicians, the name of their country, Iran, is spoken… — Asghar Farhadi Copy Share Image
In some respects, if I had to choose just one (virtue on the spiritual path), I'd feel safest with a sense of… — Bo Lozoff Copy Share Image
Franny has the measles, for one thing. Incidentally, did you hear her last week? She went on at beautiful length about how… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Granny beads are what they're called when a grandma works the garden all day - you always see them - they have… — Randy Houser Copy Share Image
There is something about libraries, old libraries, that makes them seem almost sacred. There's a smell of paper and must and binding… — Carrie Jones Copy Share Image
Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Criticism is above all a gift, an intuition, a matter of tact and flair; it cannot be taught or demonstrated--it is an… — Henri Frederic Amiel Copy Share Image
I think our society is no longer properly valuing the intangible potential of innovation, even if we have to be a little… — Dean Kamen Copy Share Image
I use the word "god" a lot, and I'm not sure if I know what I believe god is. I don't believe… — Blake Butler Copy Share Image
A few more days, and this essay will follow the Defensio Populi to the dust and silence of the upper shelf... For… — Thomas B. Macaulay Copy Share Image
“The dust began to swirl up in an eerie, hypnotic dance. The nanophase iron particles, responding to the intense magnetic fields, created… — Daniel Thorman Copy Share Image
Love is the simplest of all earthly things. It needs no grandeur of celestial trust In more than what it is, no… — Arthur Davison Ficke Copy Share Image
Plants with leaves no more efficient than today's solar cells could out-compete real plants, crowding the biosphere with an inedible foliage. Tough… — K. Eric Drexler Copy Share Image
The divine life is the spirit in everything that exists, from the atom to the archangel; the grain of dust could not… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
...my boredom might be described as a malady affecting external objects and consisting of a withering process; an almost instantaneous loss of… — Alberto Moravia Copy Share Image
After so many years even the fire of passion dies, and with it what was believed the light of the truth. Who… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
![“Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth… [W]hat can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground?... [N]othing can we call our own, but death... [L]et us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the…” quote by William Shakespeare](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/1d7/william-shakespeare-4_body_let-s-talk-of-graves-of-worms-and-epitap_570741.jpg)
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