Sahara Quotes
Sahara Quote of the day
Hulkamania is like a single grain of sand in the Sahara desert that is Macho Madness.
Although people rarely died playing Quidditch, referees had been known to vanish and turn up months later in the Sahara Desert.
If you should rear a duck in the heart of the Sahara, no doubt it would swim if you brought it to the Nile.
Individually, every grain of sand brushing against my hands represents a story, an experience, and a block for me to build upon for the next generation.
We are, always, reminded of the old saw: What would happen if the Soviet Union took over the Sahara Desert? Answer: Nothing for 50 years. After that there would be a shortage of sand.
The gap between the committed and the indifferent is a Sahara whose faint trails, followed by the mind's eye only, fade out in sand.
That's a bit like asking a man crawling across the Sahara whether he would prefer Perrier or Malvern water.
You’ll have to be my conscience.” He knew his flaws, and he knew the parts of him that were irrevocably broken. “Mine isn’t going to grow back.
Africa north of the Sahara, from a zoological point of view, is now, and has been since early Tertiary times, a part of Europe. This is true both of animals and of the races of man.
The red Sahara in an angry glow, / With amber fogs, across its hollows trailed / Long strings of camels, gloomy-eyed and slow.
I have a great map of the Tibesti Mountains in the southern Sahara or Northern Chad. It's a dream of mine to go there, but it's such a volatile area, you have to be prudent.
One can't even know what it means to be lost in reality. For instance, it is easy to know whether you are lost or not in the Sahara desert, but to be lost in reality! This is much more complex!
I don't know, maybe Australian humour isn't supposed to be funny. It's as dry as the Sahara, and I think people miss that.
Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people.
Promise yourself to achieve lifestyle you’ve always dreamt of… and dare to achieve it!
It's a lot like the Wild West out here... just with tea shops instead of saloons. Wild West Sahara, that is.
Being the Novelist-in-Residence at a riad hotel in the kasbah of an Arabic North African city is a lot like trying to write one’s memoirs on shreds of napkins in a nuthouse.
I love like I’m thirsty. Can I offer you a tall glass of Sahara sand?
If asked which words one associated with the Sahara, only the most dedicated surrealist might be expected to offer "whale".
