Quotes about Desert

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It often occurs that pride and selfishness are muddled with strength and independence. They are neither equal nor simila — Criss Jami, Killosophy
I'd run my whole life long to reach you — paddle my way across Atlantic and Pacific
This sweet virginal primitive land will metaphorically breathe a sigh of relief --like a whisper of wind--when we are al — Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire
God takes everyone he loves through a desert. It is his cure for our wandering hearts, restlessly searching for a new Ed — Paul E. Miller, A Praying Life: Connecting with God in a Distracting World
But in the desert, in the pure clean atmosphere, in the silence – there you can find yourself. And unless you begin to k — Father Dioscuros
Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and m — Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina
In the desert, the only god is a well. — Vera Nazarian, Dreams of the Compass Rose
Planting a flower in the desert takes greater skill than growing a garden in a rain forest. — Matshona Dhliwayo
Ô, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth. — Roman Payne
An afternoon drive from Los Angeles will take you up into the high mountains, where eagles circle above the forests and — Christopher Isherwood, Exhumations
He watched her for her reaction, or possibly watched her just to watch, his eyes hooded by his lashes and his mouth impa — V.S. Carnes
In a land that knew only dark beauty, she was something of a hybrid no one dared touch. But the tall Arab did not appear — V.S. Carnes
I asked him if it were a mirage, and he said yes. I said it was a dream, and he agreed, But said it was the desert's dre — Neil Gaiman, Smoke and Mirrors: Short Fiction and Illusions
One mile farther and I come to a second grave beside the road, nameless like the other, marked only with the dull blue-b — Edward Abbey, Beyond the Wall: Essays from the Outside
The desert was a school, a school where each day, each hour, a final examination was offered, where failure meant death — Louis L'Amour, Shalako
I shivered in thosesolitudeswhen I heardthe voiceofthe saltin the desert. — Pablo Neruda
Where is my oasis? Too far fromhere for me to crawl with thesedead legs, refusing to co-operateHands and fingers clawing — Kiera Woodhull, Chaos of the Mind
You become a house where the wind blows straight through, because no one bothers the crack in the window or lock on the — Charlotte Eriksson, You're Doing Just Fine
WIDE, the margin between carte blanche and the white page. Nevertheless it is not in the margin that you can find me, bu — Edmond Jabès
Individually, every grain of sand brushing against my hands represents a story, an experience, and a block for me to bui — Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina