I always thought that in modern history Chinese people are like a dish of sand, never really close together. But I think a dish of sand is a good metaphor because we have the Internet. We don't have to be physically united. You can be an individual and have your own set of values but join others in certain struggles. There is nothing more powerful than that.
I will not be a common man. I will stir the smooth sands of monotony.
The Word of God is ROCK. All else is sand.
A stone is heavy and the sand is weighty; but a fool's wrath is heavier than them both.
You know, a meme is now circulating that's called the Ostrich Brigade. And it's used to describe all those people who are burying their heads in the sand. I call it the three D strategy. It's denial, deflection, and a demonization of those of us who want to speak honestly about these issues of extremism.
He who, having lost one ideal, refuses to give his heart and soul to another and nobler, is like a man who declines to build a house on the rock because the wind and rain have ruined his house on the sand.
The sand dunes look like two tits.
I have loved you woman as surely as I have named you rust and sand and nylon.
The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that by seeing nothing it might avoid Truth.
The body is so easily damaged, so easily disposed of, water and chemicals is all it is, hardly more to it than a jellyfish drying on sand.
The question is: how bad do things have to get before you will do something about it? Where is your line in the sand? If you don't enforce the constitutional limitations on your government very soon, you are likely to find out what World War III will be like.
Write your Sad times in Sand, Write your Good times in Stone.
I have a lot of friends and family that have suffered because of the church's judgment; my best friend in the world is gay. I felt a lot of people around me drawing lines in the sand, and that year I decided: I don't want to draw lines and have to be on one side or the other, but if someone's going to push me to one or the other side of the line, I'm going to stand on the side of those being judged because that's where I feel Jesus meets people.
On the tawny sands and shelves trip the pert fairies and the dapper elves.
Sticking your head in the sand might make you feel safer, but it's not going to protect you from the coming storm.
Works? Works? A man get to heaven by works? I would as soon think of climbing to the moon on a rope of sand!
Whisper to the flashing water your real name, write your signature in the sand, and shout your identity to the sky until it answers to you in thunder.
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.
It's amazing how the things you remember forever are the things you'd rather forget and the things you desperately want to grasp onto seem to slip away like sand in the wind.
I don't think too much about the future. Not because I'm hiding my head in the sand but because I figured out that whatever the future was going to be, the thing I had to do was to quiet my mind and open my heart and do what I could to end suffering.