Quotes on the topic "Sand"
Don’t give a woman enough to drink the sea, You’ll eat too much sand...
I’m sitting on the sandy ground And I’m looking at you for an hour. I admit, I liked you, I’ll write my own story about you.
I’ll write how beautiful your face is, How pleasant your smile is! I've been looking at you for so long! Why, why not mine!
You swim in the water environment, I look at you and look at you. Please look at me! I've been sad for you for an hour.
I don't know what to do with myself! My heart began to boil! Maybe take a swim with you! If you want, because I'm not rude.
You swim, but not with me, I look at you and look at you. I just want to be next to you! I've been looking at you all day.
I can’t take my eyes off you, from your smile. Being with you is a blessing for me! I ask you to be mine only!
I don't know if I'll see you, Maybe you won't be mine. Maybe you will come for me, Make this day come soon.
I sat by the Black Sea. Today at noon I was in a dream...
The sand will stick to your heels. Hot and soft The slope of yellow steep slopes. I run to the top and down again. Desert wave, sandy breeze.
I’ll close my eyes and press my cheek to the dry sea. Its surf will freeze in its run and become silent in hot bliss, merging with me.
The soul does not know what time is, and man is the sand of time.
Take conscience out of your heart, Show, if you can, the cups of its scales, Golden sand instead of weights.
Explain what music is, Explain if you can. Let me know where the beginning of time is, And then I will answer who He is.
It traps moisture in the clouds. The pillars of heaven are shaken by His hand. He is the eternal God, in His eyes there are springs of living water.
He wisely created the soul, clothing it with both flesh and skin. He inspired my heart with life - My kind, merciful God.
Even the fish will tell you, The foam on the sand will whisper, That God’s handwriting is clearly visible: It is also on your hand.
He is the one who will move the earth from its place, command the sun and rise. His works are unsearchable, He is the one whose kingdom is coming.
Take conscience out of your heart, Show, if you can, the cups of its scales, Golden sand instead of weights.
Explain what music is, Explain if you can. Let me know where the beginning of time is, And then I will answer who He is.
Natalia GRACE November 2, 2002
Whether it’s a stone in your bosom or in your hand, it’s all superfluous. Don't accumulate grievances! Write down all your regrets in the sand, Carve all your happiness on granite.
We grow every day, changing our roles, And we each endure trials. Let the sand take away sadness and pain, Let it awaken answers and questions.
Like grains of sand, Fate will be formed from different amazing moments. Love will bind grains of sand like water, so that it is easier to fashion solutions,
To make it easier to give them shape, to build something out of yourself, the past. All fears and grievances - bury, And all resources - suddenly awaken again!
Life flows between your fingers like sand, And it is impossible to hold it by force... It meanders - it gives turn after turn, It hurries, it runs... It can be difficult to catch up.
But the main thing is always in YOUR hand: You are your own gardener and builder! Leave grievances in the sand, And carve joy in granite.
I’m sure it’s better this way, even though no one is happy about old age... It’s better to let sand fall than to drip bile or poison.
The sand has begun to fall, hussar? Walk along slippery paths in the morning, sprinkle sand on the sidewalk - make the work of the janitors easier!
And the sand lay on the plate, The wind whips it up like a whirlwind. And fine, snow-white sand clings to your teeth. Like an outcast!
It creaks. Like a skeleton in a dark crypt knocking on numb bones. I was running around ridiculously in the wind, I stumbled. The keys are missing.
And the hills are warts on the fingers; And the grass is like tufts of hair; The gentle wind has stopped blowing, He says, throw yourself on the sands!
There is a sole imprint in the sand; It looked like it had been erased with sandpaper. I'll stay in the tent. Longer the caress will be thrust into me.
River deltas are like human collarbones; Horizon, zip up your pocket! My motor will freeze. Disconnect I made a pie out of sand.
Live by the sundial and drink maple juice. We don’t need those hours where sand pours in!
delightfully clear lines, yellow is the color of warmth and love and the footprints remain warm... you are walking along the path of fate
the silence and wind of the universe let you go and call you and the harmony of spirit and song this soft magical path...
The eyes of the desert drop stones from the dunes - dry tears.
Great horses do not raise dust and leave no traces.
As a child, the Girl destroyed all the castles that her friends built out of sand - she grew up and placed dynamite under the castle of her friends, who hit it on the top of the head.
Time is something flowing, like sand
WIND OF TIMES – 14 Time is something flowing, like sand, What goes between your fingers - everything will run out of time, They promise - it won’t be in that Paradise, What they give by faith, I find out in verses... Everything is according to the Bible, but also some kind of reflection I caught it from the World, there is no dispute, These thousands of strongly spiritual verses, They themselves will tell you everything, I’m ready to believe them...
Somehow they come in my half-asleep, Or a song with a motive will please me, The soul will be touched by some meaning and meter, The affected nerve will respond with words... This “Wind of Times” is an unexpected tale, It was born at the end, in its time, like once, When the hands of the clock ran faster, And we are pitied from Above - poems in the form of arrows... For what? - not to kill, but to help at least someone, This powerful quiver is not for me alone, Maybe somewhere else the soul is looking for God, Or even found it, but it’s going slowly...
Time has rushed strongly, it’s impossible to catch up with it, And the army of the evil one comes out to slaughter, It will fill everything around with its mass, I don’t see a gap in time, friend... Hold what you have, don’t let it be stolen, Save the sacred part in a corner, And for this piece , maybe they’ll take you too on Sunday, so you won’t sink to the bottom...
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ROMANCE ABOUT ETERNITY
STAR FALL – 29
While I am alive, I will dig many ores, Looking for the grain of Truth, I will try to take it And germinate it, and calling another. I see this as my goal, giving words...
Not from here, but a vector through the prism of the soul, And my contribution is in this, don’t rush to judge, I’m the same, but still born different, After death-stroke, I’m not yet a saint...
This is also not a simple goal, it is given as a gift, Everything is from the Lord of glory, but we, like steam, In this brink, will disappear, or we will be allowed to fall into the dew again, bypassing the scythe...
The second death according to the Bible is an ejection into nothingness, And the fire is also burning somewhere, not like a stove, But, alas, you can’t take this world by fear, It is a scientist and in numbers, and an idol rules...
Goal: mammon and power, and movements of the soul No more from the evil one, and do not breathe your spirit, Which was created in the image of the Good Creator, And they will ruin him, wet him to the end...
I read poems from Omar Khayyam, Out of fear he could not walk to the Light on his own, He’s calling for a cup of drink, but I haven’t drunk for a long time, I’m having a stroke in this, I’ll shed the gift of words...
We have immeasurable Truth - the Risen Christ, All who believe - will rise like droplets growing, And the Light will be reflected in them, and they will flare up like a star, And the whole world will burn like a meteor to the howl...
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Quotes about sand
According to Tyler, if God pays attention to you because you behave badly, then this is still better than if he doesn’t care about you at all. Perhaps because God's hatred is still better than God's indifference. If you have a choice - to become an enemy of God or to become a nonentity - what will you choose? According to Tyler Durden, we are God's unwanted children. There is no place left for us in history. If we do not attract the attention of God, then we have no hope of either eternal damnation or atonement for sins. What's worse: hell or nothing? We can only find salvation if we are caught and punished. “Burn the Louvre,” the mechanic repeats, “and wipe yourself with the Mona Lisa.” This way, at least God will know your name. The lower you fall, the higher you fly. The further you go from God, the more he will want you to come back. “If the prodigal son had never returned to his father’s house,” says the auto mechanic, “the fat calf would still be alive.” The fact that you are numbered along with the stars of heaven and the sand on the seashore is not enough.
Version two
Today, some scientists give a different explanation of where the expression “sand is falling” came from. It entered Russian speech in the 18th century and is associated with the name of Peter I. The Emperor, who preferred everything European, introduced a new uniform into the army, which was completely unusual for the Russian peasant.
Tight trousers, similar to modern leggings, tightened the manhood so much that servicemen were forced to use some tricks to make them more comfortable. They cut out two additional bags slightly larger than their genitals and tied them to their belts. To avoid friction when moving, both accessories were filled with sand. This also helped relieve pressure on the phallus.
In those days, the service lasted 25 years, so the bags of the old-timers burst due to the dilapidation of the fabric. If sand fell after a soldier, it meant that his service life was coming to an end. Therefore, with a certain amount of sarcasm, one could speak of him as a decrepit, old man.
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A few words about fashion
The desire to satisfy two main human needs - food and clothing - contributed to the dynamic development of social life in precisely this direction. Everyone had the opportunity to stand out from their surroundings by preferring a special outfit or dish. If his style became popular and more and more people wanted to adhere to it, then it turned into fashion.
It has always been short-lived, interacting with the identity of society and other areas of culture. At the same time, she left some intricate imprint on history through one or another phraseological unit. “The sand is falling” is an expression that has several versions of its origin. First, let's look at the one associated with European fashion of the 16th century.
Quotes about sand
As a child, summer was sounded by the sounds of steam locomotives. Suburban dachas... The smell of station burning and heated sand... Table tennis under the branches... The tight and ringing sound of the ball... Dancing on the veranda... Sergei Dovlatov
Why is simple human happiness always so fragile, tremulous, anxious, why does it strive to disappear like water in sand, dissolve like fog at the dawn of a new day?! Laura Beckitt "The Mark of the Pharaoh"
The essence of ostrich politics is not to bury your head in the sand, but to show your ass.
Happiness is like grains of golden sand in the mud. And in the darkest corner of the underworld you can see its radiance. Yukio Mishima "Marquise de Sade"
Houses of cards are more stable on sand.
I'm not afraid of heights at all, but I'm afraid of depths. Especially holes in the sand about two meters deep.
Taking his head out of the sand, the ostrich discovered a great and distressing dissimilarity between the two worlds...
It's just a profession. The grass grows, the birds fly, the waves wash the sand, I hit people. Muhammad Ali
The deeper you bury your head in the sand, the more defenseless your ass becomes.
Love is like a grain of gold lost in a sea of mere sand. She is very difficult to find.
They always grieve about one thing - time; which left, leaving nothing behind, about wasted days. When they cry about a lost bracelet, they cry about time lost in an unknown place; when they mourn a dead brother, they cry for time that will no longer serve anything. The girl, having matured, will grieve for her departed lover, not realizing that she is mourning the lost path to life, to the teapot, to the locked house, to the child lying at her breast. Not realizing that she was crying for time, which would flow through her fruitlessly, like sand in an hourglass. Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Sometimes I feel like we're living at the bottom of an hourglass. And our time seems to be running out. Soon there won't be any left at all. We will be covered with sand. Bury him alive. Chuck Palahniuk
They say summer love is fleeting, but sometimes what starts out as a fling turns into something real. A simple walk on the beach can clear your head and open your heart, and you'll write a new ending to an old story. And someone is still burned in the sun, and they want to forget everything and start over. And others want every moment to last forever, but they all agree on one thing: the tan fades, bleached hair darkens and we all get tired of sand in our shoes. But the end of summer is the beginning of a new season, so we look to the future.
Version one
Where did the expression “sand is falling” come from? Its roots originate in Europe. So, the 16th century is a period of harsh reforms, as well as the dominance of the Inquisition. Blasphemers were subjected to persecution, cruel torture and even death. It is very difficult to imagine such an instrument of torture as the “egg vise,” but the heretics of that time tested it on themselves. Male dignity has always been of great importance; such treatment of it in those days contributed to increased attention to the reproductive organ on the part of society.
And in order to make up for the humiliation, a new clothing accessory appears in French men's fashion and is decorated in every possible way - the codpiece (from the Dutch gulp). This is a special pouch or trouser pocket where the reproductive organ was placed. This is not just another fashion trend, it is a kind of challenge to the Pope, because the Inquisition encroached on the most vulnerable part of the male body.
Over time, the male organ was cultivated more and more, causing the hearts of women to beat faster when looking at the unusual pocket for the phallus.
The codpiece was made of silk and velvet, the most expensive fabrics of that time, decorated with pearls and embroidered with gold threads. The men competed with each other, attracting the admiring attention of the court ladies. The old womanizers also did not miss the opportunity to demonstrate to others: “I’m still wow!” For this purpose, they placed sandbags in their codpieces. However, after prolonged use, during dancing or during sudden movement, they could easily tear, leaving a path of sand on the floor.
This caused everyone to laugh, and after the poor fellow they said: “And sand is already pouring out of this!”
The earth, says Mr. Whittier, is.
The earth, Mr. Whittier says, is just a big machine. Huge factory. Factory. This is the great answer. The most important truth. Imagine a polishing drum that spins non-stop, 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Inside there is water, stones and gravel. And he grinds it all down. Spinning, spinning. Polishes the most ordinary stones, turning them into jewelry. This is what Earth is. Why is she spinning? And we are these stones. And everything that happens to us - all the dramatic events, pain and joy, war and illness, victories and insults - is just water and sand that destroys us.
Least common version
Some historians have a different assumption about where the expression “sand is falling” came from. Scientists are confused by two points: firstly, the phrase became widespread only in the 19th century, and secondly, in everyday life it is applied not only to men, but also to women.
According to their version, the explanation is very simple and goes back to human physiology. Over the years, stones often form in the body. Some organs are susceptible to this disease: kidneys, gall and bladder, liver. When sand comes out of the body with urine, for example, this indicates a certain age of the person. Hence they began to say with humor that “sand is pouring out of old people.”
. the fact is that “precious me.
. the fact is that “precious metals” are so rare, and rough ones are found all over the place. This is true in metallurgy and in history. Why is there so much iron, why is gold so rare? Why do you have to go to India or Africa for diamonds, but feldspar everywhere? There is sand and clay everywhere. There is an iron mountain - “Grace”. Is it possible to imagine a golden mountain? Only exists in fairy tales. Why in fairy tales and not in reality? Is it not the same for God to create and for nature to create? He who “could do everything” could also “do this.” But no. Why not? Obviously does not correspond to some plan of the universe, some thought in it. So it is in history.
For you. For you I created this world.
For you. For you, I created this world, For you, I invented nature, And I created animals for you, And always good weather. And I created sand for you, So that you can walk on it, I created the sea for you, too, That you will be wrapped in waves .For you I created this rain, So that you could walk under an umbrella, For you I created this snow, So that you could make a snowman. I also created the sky for you, So that you could always look at it, I also created summer for you, So that you could be warmed under the warm sun .And I created grass for you, So that you would always lie on it, And I created flowers for you, So that you could always breathe their aroma. I created a talisman for you, So that
