Dust Quote by George Herbert Download Open image “Hee that blowes in the dust fills his eyes with it.” — George Herbert ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.4 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dust Eye His eyes
“Why after the dust settles, someone has to come by and blow at it, stirring it up into the air again?” — Anthony Liccione Copy Share Image
“Before he could take a clear breath, another blast of oxygen left to rot burrowed down his nose and throat. Looking” — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“His body presses closer and I realize I'm paying attention to nothing but the dandelions blowing wishes in my lungs.” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“The wind blows through him, cleansing. Salt and distance, smell of the deep.” — Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni Copy Share Image
He who closes his eyes sees nothing, even in the full light of day. — Leopold Trepper Copy Share Image
“Then his head sank to the floor of its own accord and from his nostrils came the last faint flicker of his breath.” — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“I can see the young man on dizzily autumn mornings, the fog of which he inhaled just like the rapidly evaporating freedom.” — Imre Kertész Copy Share Image
“His eyes had the ebb of his liver in them and he bore the air of a man who looks right at you and… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
In the house of a Fidler, all fiddle. [In the house of the fiddler all fiddle.] — George Herbert Copy Share Image
By all means use some time to be alone, salute thyself, see what thy soul doth wear. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Every one is weary, the poore in seeking, the rich in keeping, the good in learning. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
He is a great Necromancer, for he asks counsel counsell of the Dead (i.e. books). — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Perhaps no order of mammals presents us with so extraordinary a series of gradations as this [step by step, from humans to apes to… — Thomas Huxley 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, on amorous… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share Image
We think literature is immortal, but even that decays and ultimately turns to dust. — Mick Farren Copy Share Image
Wild honey smells of freedom The dust - of sunlight The mouth of a young girl, like a violet But gold - smells of… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Mr. Bumpy from Bump in the Night was this funky little guy who lived under the bed and thought eating dust bunnies was a… — Jim Cummings Copy Share Image
At about 10 o'clock in the morning the sun threw a bright dust-laden bar through one of the side windows and in and out… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
I assume my stance, and take back the club, low, slowly; at the top, my eyes fog over, and my joints dip and swirl… — John Updike Copy Share Image
When any civilization is dust and ashes," he said, "art is all that's left over. Images, words, music. Imaginative structures. Meaning—human meaning, that is—is… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
When a man is not wanted in the village, he is always accused of raising dust even when he falls in a pool of… — Vikrant Parsai Copy Share Image
Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I'm not a prophet, but I always thought it was natural for dictatorships to fall. I remember in 1989, two months before the fall… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image
Passing beauties are only the fugitive reflections of the eternal. All beauty alters and all life melts away; in short, everything passes with marvelous… — Eliphas Levi Copy Share Image
