Desert Quotes

Often undecided whether to desert a sinking ship for one that might not float, he would make up his mind to sit on the wharf for a day.

Being in the desert was brilliant and it was hard.

Well it seems to me, that all real communities grow out of a shared confrontation with survival. Communities are not produced by sentiment or mere goodwill. They grow out of a shared struggle. Our situation in the desert is an incubator for community.

They were conspiring to desert us in the night and steal some of our horses... we engaged a spy.

Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.

The Democratic Party will never desert the freedoms of our people under the guise of pretending to protect them.

As a remedy to life in society I would suggest the big city. Nowadays, it is the only desert within our means.

It seemed that rebellion must have an unassailable base, something guarded not merely from attack, but from the fear of it: such a base as we had in the Red Sea Parts, the desert, or in the minds of the men we converted to our creed.

The ought to be a worldwide cultural taskforce that just stops you when you have ideas like combining The Red Desert with an armored car heist movie.

Never thank anybody for anything, except a drink of water in the desert - and then make it brief.

Likewise, with solar, especially here in California, we're discovering that the 80 solar farm schemes that are going forward want to basically bulldoze 1,000 sq. mi. of southern California desert. Well, as an environmentalist, we would rather that didn't happen.

You can't totally rebel, otherwise you have to go live on your own, on a desert island. It's as simple as that.

Night comes to the desert all at once, as if someone turned off the light.

They defended the grains of sand in the desert to the last drop of their blood.

I lived in small town out in the desert and my friend used to steal his mom's car in the middle of the night. He'd drive over to my house, I'd sneak out and we'd go out to the desert and just burn things down.

A friend of mine has a big farm in the desert, and she picks up feathers and roadkill for me, then makes it into clothes. I think it's cool to wear roadkill. If I died and somebody wanted to wear my teeth around their neck to VMAs, I'd feel honored.

This is the sense of the desert hills, that there is room enough and time enough.

If you live for your children, they may be smitten down and leave you desolate, or, what is far worse, they may desert you and leave you worse than childless in a cold and unfeeling world.

The progress of science is strewn, like an ancient desert trail, with the bleached skeleton of discarded theories which once seemed to possess eternal life.