Best littles & dust Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“I've been thinking a lot about space. It was one of those slow-motion realisations how little we are, how far we are from everything else in our solar system. This idea of distance started kind of haunting me. How do you go forth and accomplish things but not end up leaving everything you started out with in the dust?”

Thinking Kind Littles Ideas Ends Space Distance Leaving Accomplish Dust Haunting Solar System Realisation Slow Motion

Author:Regina Spektor

“Few in these hot, dim, strenuous times are quite sane or free; choked with care like clocks full of dust, laboriously doing so much good and making so much money - or so little, they are no longer good for themselves.”

Littles Care Stress Hot Dust Clock Sane

Book:JOHN MUIR’S CALIFORNIA COLLECTION: My First Summer in the Sierra, Picturesque California, The Mountains of California, The Yosemite & Our National Parks (Illustrated): Adventure Memoirs, Travel Sketches, Nature Writings and Wilderness Essays

Source: JOHN MUIR’S CALIFORNIA COLLECTION: My First Summer in the Sierra, Picturesque California, The Mountains of California, The Yosemite & Our National Parks (Illustrated): Adventure Memoirs, Travel Sketches, Nature Writings and Wilderness Essays

“This little patch of earth and this little pile of stones I can wash the dust from off my face and skin But this earth is in my bones”

Littles I Can Earth Faces Land Stones Skins Bones Dust Patches

Author:Ralph McTell

“The light is already there. In Zen Buddhism there's a little speck of dust on the mirror, and that's us.”

Littles Light Buddhism Mirrors Dust Introduction Zen Buddhism Specks

Author:Frederick Lenz

“We start out as little bits of disconnected dust.”

Littles Bits Little Bit Dust Disconnected

Author:Naomi Shihab Nye

“Though I be shut in darkness, and become insentient dust blown idly here and there, I count oblivion a scant price to pay for having once had held against my lip life's brimming cup of hydromel and rue--for having once known woman's holy love and a child's kiss, and for a little space been boon companion to the Day and Night, Fed on the odors of the summer dawn, and folded in the beauty of the stars. Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay, and serve the potter as he turns his wheel, I thank Thee for the gracious gift of tears!”