Top 185 Sand Quotes

Some players like to change clubs around the green to hit high or low shots. I play all of my short-game shots with my 54-degree sand wedge and change my ball position to hit it higher or lower. I think it’s easier to learn one club than four.

It used to be that you had to come to Silicon Valley, walk up Sand Hill Road, network with individuals. That’s now being completely changed and turned on its head by the whole ICO thing.

I want to get better each and every day and attack each and every day. Whether that be a pool workout, a sand workout, an on the court workout, I’m just trying to get better in every situation.

It is such a cut throat industry where you get knocked down so much and get rejected so much. If you do not back yourself up, no one else is going to so you really need to learn to get up, shake the sand off your chest and keep going.

There’s only one way to prepare for playing beach volleyball, and that’s by getting in the 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.

You can do one of two things. You can bury you head in the sand and believe what everyone tells you – that you will always be that young, that thin and that fabulous. Or you can use all the things you have – talent, contacts, knowledge – and do something different.

There are some lines in the sand you just do not cross. Undermining basic civil liberties by locking people up for long periods without charge is one of them.

Putting our heads in the sand won’t stop the inexorable advancement of technology.

Bliss is the ocean, a towel on the sand, the sun out, the chance to swim in waves or walk dragging a stick behind you, a good book, a cold drink.

We’re all making castles in the sand, wonderful tapestries, an exquisite corpse. But is it meaningful? No. It’s dogs barking. It doesn’t mean anything beyond our yelping, at the pain of being alive.

I definitely feel like, in America, even though race is a social construct… there’s still a line drawn in the sand; there still are sides. Politically, there’s a black side and a white side, and I stand unapologetically on the black side.

There’s so much burying of heads in sand going on in the U.S., people are finally beginning to recognize that the environment is dying, but it’s far too late, and I am conflicted.

I dig in the sand, and I play with pretty pictures, so I never really left kindergarten.

The Yucatan Peninsula is really worth the trip. The water is stunning and the beaches are true-white sand.

I don’t want to kill ads. I think advertising is great, and I’m very aware that there’s multiple revenue streams in television, subscription and advertising. But I also don’t want to put my head in the sand, and I think the world is changing.

I think glass has so many different forms. Sometimes it comes off as something so breakable and fragile, but it’s amazingly strong. It starts as sand, and it takes on different lives, but it is breakable.

I was really surprised at the success of ‘House of Sand and Fog,’ because it is so awfully dark. Believe it or not, when writing it, I never had the word ‘tragedy’ in my head – I wasn’t trying to write a dark book at all.

Sometimes you have got to look at things really positively – without putting your head in the sand, you have got to manage the negatives and keep putting a positive slant on it, keep trying to find answers.

The profoundly ‘atomic’ character of the universe is visible in everyday experience, in raindrops and grains of sand, in the hosts of the living, and the multitude of stars; even in the ashes of the dead.

The thing about hoofing is that It’s much more intricate than people realize. Occasionally you see some good hoofing on TV. Bob Hope is very good at the old slide steps. George Burns does a good, old-fashioned sand dance from Vaudeville!

I heard about desert, but I never seen them with my eyes. I just couldn’t believe there was nothing, except sand and except the stars in the sky.

When I was a little kid we had a sand box. It was a quicksand box. I was an only child… eventually.

I have played characters where I haven’t been absorbed – you know, what I call a typical film leading man role where you just have to look gorgeous and be attractive and charming. It bores me. I like a bit of dirt, a bit of sand in the oyster.

My mother died when I was very young. I didn’t want to be in the position I was in, but I eventually pulled my head out of the sand, started listening to people, and decided to use my role for good. I am now fired up and energized and love charity stuff, meeting people, and making them laugh.

I want to be a simple bride when I get married. I want a beach wedding where I am running around on the sand in a white dress.

Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.

In rain water, I observed a small red worm and two other kinds of very minute insects; of those of the larger size, I judged that 30,000 together would not equal a coarse sand.

The best meal I’ve had was in Tavarua, an island in Fiji. It was just before sunset. A bunch of guys had just caught all this yellow fin tuna; they literally brought this huge wooden table down to the sand, pulled the tuna from the boat, dropped it on top of the table, pulled the skin off and sliced the tuna up.

I’ve always wanted to ride a sail barge and drive a sand skiff.

Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.

I’m a culture person when I’m working, so my downtime is beach time: sand, surf and a barbecue.

He ploughs the waves, sows the sand, and hopes to gather the wind in a net, who places his hopes in the heart of a woman.

What was incredible about the Maldives was that the entire island we were on consisted of sand. There didn’t seem to be any dirt. You could walk around for hours barefoot with your white trousers skimming the ground, and they’d still be pristine white.

It took me a while to get used to moving and jumping in the sand. It takes a lot more effort in the sand.

We start out as sand and soot out there in the universe, and who knows, in 40 trillion years’ time we might come back. But if we come back without memory, it doesn’t really interest me.

I have always wanted to become a saint. Unfortunately, when I have compared myself with the saints, I have always found that there is the same difference between the saints and me as there is between a mountain whose summit is lost in the clouds and a humble grain of sand trodden underfoot by passers-by.

Clearly, the Iranians are well aware that Teheran would be turned into a field of glass and sand if they ever stepped toward open war with Israel or Saudi Arabia.

The Chinese people have only family and clan groups; there is no national spirit. Consequently, in spite of four hundred million people gathered together in one China, we are, in fact, but a sheet of loose sand.

It’s just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.

I love to vacuum. There’s just something so satisfying about hearing detritus sucked up into a vacuum. Sand makes such a great sound when being vacuumed off a hardwood floor.

My Aunt Sheila was terrifying! She would put a napkin in her mouth and say, ‘You’ve got something on your face, dear. Let me just scratch that off your face. Let me sand your cheek.’

In this big ball of people, I’m just one grain of sand on this beach.

If you look at the various strategies available for dealing with a new technology, sticking your head in the sand is not the most plausible strategy.

I have always wanted to become a saint. Unfortunately, when I have compared myself with the saints, I have always found that there is the same difference between the saints and me as there is between a mountain whose summit is lost in the clouds and a humble grain of sand trodden underfoot by passers-by.

The real danger is a politics that buries its head in the sand.

Are you tired of sand being kicked in your face? I promise you new muscles in days!

ISIS was able to grow because the Obama administration stuck its head in the sand rather than address the emerging problem.

My music is roots music: it’s a combination of growing up on the coast and mucking around with wood and wooden tones and sounds, salt, sand, fire, dogs, and heaps of brothers.

I was on a beach in Hawaii for a video shoot once, and it was incredibly beautiful. It had very fine black sand with a silver sparkle running through it.

I am here for a purpose and that purpose is to grow into a mountain, not to shrink to a grain of sand. Henceforth will I apply ALL my efforts to become the highest mountain of all and I will strain my potential until it cries for mercy.

The desert is cold early in the morning. Laying down on that sand is like laying on a block of ice.

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