Anywhere where the humanity of people is undermined, anywhere where people are left in the dust, there we will find our cause.

I look'd to Heav'n, and try'd to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came and made My heart as dry as dust.

Tonight I'll dust myself off, tonight I'll suck my gut in, I'll face the night and I'll pretend I got something to believe in.

You're paved in my heart like an old road. Like the pebbles in a pebble field, dirt in dirt, dust in dust, cobwebs in cobwebs.

In the dust where we have buried the silent races and their abominations we have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.

I came up in photography, and Dust Bowl-era photography is a lot of the reason that I got behind the camera in the first place.

You can't take a dying project, sprinkle it with the magic pixie dust of "open source," and have everything magically work out.

Man is a phase of nature, and only as he is related to nature does he matter, does he have any account whatever above the dust.

Accuse a person of breaking all Ten Commandments, and you've written the promo blurb for the dust cover of his tell-all memoir.

Our life is our own to-day, to-morrow you will be dust, a shade, and a tale that is told. Live mindful of death; the hour flies.

I love order. It's my dream. A world where all would be silent and still, and each thing in its last place, under the last dust.

Our lives are but specks of dust falling through the fingers of time. Like sands of the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.

The dust cannot fight against the wind; the wind cannot fight against the mountain. Everything and everyone has a battle to lose!

I don't like hearing Beatles songs in commercials. It almost renders them useless. I think, 'Oh God, another one bites the dust.'

In the midst of life we are in death, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection.

Glenn is going to bring a couple of sumo costumes down so we might have a dust-up in the technical area, that should make good TV

Man the sum of what have you. A problem in impure properties carried tediously to an unvarying nil: stalemate of dust and desire.

A truth comes out when it must; A dream comes true when it will. Though the world turn to ash and dust A secret’s a secret still.

While I was looking the other way your fire went out. Left me with cinders to kick into dust, what a waste of the wonder you were

She said she knew she was able to fly because when she came down she always had dust on her fingers from touching the light bulbs.

Heaven knows what I have not been through with, since I saw you-dust, dirt, dyspepsia, hotels, railroads, prairies, tobacco juice.

Friendships born on the field of athletic strife are the real gold of competition. Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust.

The little and short sayings of nice And excellent men are of great value, like the dust of gold, or the least sparks of diamonds.

Mrs. Wiggs was a philosopher, and the sum and substance of her philosophy lay in keeping the dust off her rose-colored spectacles.

Marco Polo has been kind of buried under this cloud of rather banal historical dust, when the true story is so much more exciting.

Open shelving may be fashionable, but a closed cabinet door is the best way to stop grease and dust collecting in the first place.

It's important to read a book, but also to hold the book, to smell the book... it's perfume, it's incense, it's the dust of Egypt.

We can either help to make this world a more incredible place than it has ever been, or we can hasten its return to inorganic dust.

When things start to get rough, you find comfort in your faith. Knowing that no matter what, you can dust yourself off and be okay.

What did a few ripples in the flesh matter when, all too soon, now or later, that flesh would be making its return journey to dust?

I know the territory, I've been around. It'll all turn to dust, and we'll fall down, and sooner or later you'll be screwing around.

The funny thing about New York City is that if you hide from her, she's just gonna say, 'Whatever, kid!' and leave you in the dust.

Compare the silent rose of the sun And rain, the blood-rose living in its smell, With this paper, this dust. That states the point.

... freshness trembles beneath the surface of Everyday, a joy perpetual to all who catch its opal lights beneath the dust of habit.

The workshop to me always means great atmosphere, working, smell of wood, dust and, at the end of the day, you've created something.

You may write me down in history with your bitter, twisted lines. You may trod me in the very dirt, but still, like dust, I'll rise.

Ash on an old man's sleeve / Is all the ash the burnt roses leave, / Dust in the air suspended / Marks the place where a story ended.

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

The mind is a mill which can incessant turn, 'til its mere operation focus the stress inward and the stones grind themselves to dust.

All religions enjoined worship of the One God who is all-pervasive. He is present even in a drop of water or in a tiny speck of dust.

The worst thing I've done while sad is sit in defeat. That's very unhealthy. The best thing to do is dust yourself off and try again.

How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and the heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain!

Lastly, the ashes left behind, May daily show to move the mind, That to ashes and dust return we must: Then think, and drink tobacco.

...the holy men sat in an atmosphere reeking of antiquity, so thick with the dust of ages that you can't see through it -nor can they.

Cheat me not with time, with the dull ache of flesh, for all flesh turns, even the loveliest ankle and frail thigh, to bitterest dust.

Would it not grieve a woman to be over-mastered by a piece of valiant dust? to make an account of her life to a clod of wayward marle?

If you sound great in the practice room, you're practicing the wrong thing. Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

The world's decay where the wind's hands have passed, And my head, worn out with love, at rest In my hands, and my hands full of dust.

If a man offend a harmless, pure, and innocent person, the evil falls back upon that fool, like light dust thrown up against the wind.

When you hear the splash Of the water drops that fall Into the stone bowl You will feel that all the dust Of your mind is washed away.

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