Arid Landscape Quotes

I don't see the desert as barren at all; I see it as full and ripe. It doesn't need to be flattered with rain. It certainly needs rain, but it does with what it has, and creates amazing beauty.

I've always been fascinated by the desert.

The outside world thinks that this country consists of a man and a desert.

In the desert the most loved waters, like a lover's name, are carried blue in your hands, enter your throat. One swallows absence.

The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body.

In this glare of brilliant emptiness, in this arid intensity of pure heat, in the heart of a weird solitude, great silence and grand desolution, all things recede to distrances out of reach, relecting light but impossible to touch, annihilating all thought and all that men have made to a spasm of whirling dust far out on the golden desert.

The vast sage desert undulates with almost imperceptible tides like the oceans.

The bare earth, plantless, waterless, is an immense puzzle. In the forests or beside rivers everything speaks to humans. The desert does not speak. I could not comprehend its tongue; its silence...

I have this personal affinity for the desert. I am fascinated by the desert. I love it.

What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.

I grew up in a desert, which has no kind of imagination.

I used to think that only people who were crazy were attracted to the desert, but once you've lived there, you become that way anyway.

A desert blessing, an ocean curse.

Think Oman, and you think desert. But what we found was mile after mile of barren, spiky rubble, cliffs of jutting sharp rocks, unrelieved by a single piece of vegetation or water. We drove for hours across what felt like the surface of the moon. We saw goats foraging but couldn't work out what they could possibly be eating.

I've accompanied several dying people on their travels, and the desert seems to be a favored destination. It is very hot and dry and lyrical in its own way.

Here in Central Texas, you drive west, you get the desert; you drive east, you get the woods; you've got water, you've got urban environments, you've got country. So you can hit a lot of notes.

Arizona is really cool but I couldn't stay there for too long.

Yeruham's small. You walk five minutes, and you're in the desert.

In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee

A desert's a stupid place to put a river.

The island Mayo is generally barren, being dry, as I said; and the best of it is but a very indifferent soil.

And all around is the desert; a corner of the mournful kingdom of sand.

I never tire of the drive from Phoenix to San Diego, and it is mostly desert, obviously, but you get different varieties of desert terrain.

If Camels are the ship of the dessert, this one is the Titanic