I think carpet bombing is an absolutely tremendous idea if the enemy accommodates you by laying himself out like a carpet in the middle of the desert without any civilians or infrastructure around him. Sadly, the Islamic State has learned that that is a losing proposition and does not accommodate us in that way.
Unless I move to a desert island with poor reception, I’ll never stop speaking out!
Games take years to make, and it’s important that when we launch, it can’t just be a great launch catalog and then a desert for a really long time. To be honest, for a lot of developers, they’d rather not be competing at launch with all this other software.
I don’t look like a desert person because I stay indoors most of the day and fool around at night. That’s what the desert animals do – they don’t have a tan either.
You wouldn’t expect it to look at him, but in a life-threatening situation you should always turn to Phillip Schofield. On a desert island he would be perfect. Phil is very practical and would build you an amazing shack as well as keep you entertained with all his hundreds of stories.
If you cut down the forest, you know what happens: The whole of Asia turns into a desert. Without water, you’re talking civil unrest, war, mud slides – the whole bloody lot.
Humans are an infant species, a mere 150,000 years old. But, armed with a massive brain, we’ve not only survived, we’ve used our wits to adapt to and flourish in habitats as varied as deserts, Arctic tundra, tropical rainforests, wetlands and high mountain ranges.
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve wanted to represent Las Vegas more. Represent the Southwest. It’s a magical place. The desert. I do understand people’s criticisms, but it’s a magical place and a beautiful city, even though there are a lot of things that are wrong with it.
Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us – many days, many nights of stars.
Whatever you are by nature, keep to it; never desert your line of talent. Be what nature intended you for, and you will succeed.
I was always known as the ‘Desert Fox.’
Building and launching rockets has been a lifelong hobby that my son and I share. We regularly travel to Nevada’s Black Rock Desert to launch rockets.
The desert is natural; when you are out there, you can get in tune with your environment, something you lose when you live in the city.
In Botswana in the Kalahari Desert there’s a tented camp called Jack’s Camp, which is like old Africa meets Ralph Lauren. The Oriental rugs, the old leather chairs – you feel like you’ve just jumped out of a Ralph Lauren ad.
I grew up in Arizona. I love it. I’m a part of the desert. I feel like, really, I’m from the Sonoran Desert, which is – extends to both sides of the border. I’m really from that part of Mexico, also. And I hate that there’s a fence, you know, running through it.
Our knowledge is a receding mirage in an expanding desert of ignorance.
It seemed that rebellion must have an unassailable base, something guarded not merely from attack, but from the fear of it: such a base as we had in the Red Sea Parts, the desert, or in the minds of the men we converted to our creed.
Most of the really successful civilisations survived because they were protected from invasion by mountains, sea, deserts, or a combination of these things. Ask the Russians or the Poles what it’s like to live without the shield of the sea.
I read Gide’s ‘The Immoralist’ over and over as a teenager. I was obsessed with it. It’s written with such simplicity and dread, and the desert, the shabby colonial world, is brought right into your consciousness without being over-explained.
As drivers desert the city I find myself clinging more and more to my father’s belief that a man without a car is not really a man.
Let both sides seek to invoke the wonders of science instead of its terrors. Together let us explore the stars, conquer the deserts, eradicate disease, tap the ocean depths, and encourage the arts and commerce.
When you’re a little kid, you are small, your life is small – and you’re terrifically aware of that. But when you read, you can ride Arabian horses across the desert, you can be a dogsledder.
Yeruham’s small. You walk five minutes, and you’re in the desert.
Having lived in the arid deserts of Southern California since the 1970s, my interest in water conservation is a very personal concern. Water! The source of life! Some people are squandering the world’s most precious resource while others have too little clean water to drink.
I can understand why those primitive desert people think a camera steals their soul. It is unnatural to see yourself from the outside.
Just as Mars – a desert planet – gives us insights into global climate change on Earth, the promise awaits for bringing back to life portions of the Red Planet through the application of Earth Science to its similar chemistry, possibly reawakening its life-bearing potential.
And by reducing carbon pollution in our atmosphere, we are protecting our air, water, mountains, forests, deserts, valleys, coasts and rivers – the astounding natural ecosystems that support all life and make Oregon the special place we call home.
A friend of mine has a big farm in the desert, and she picks up feathers and roadkill for me, then makes it into clothes. I think it’s cool to wear roadkill. If I died and somebody wanted to wear my teeth around their neck to VMAs, I’d feel honored.
For the ‘Rai-kirah’ books, I began with the image of Aleksander riding the great wastelands, and that quickly morphed into the desert. Because I wanted my slave market cold and miserable, I chose to set the opening scene in the empire’s summer capital in the mountains.
My hair looks so good out in the desert, it’s unbelievable. It’s, like, perfectly not frizzy.
Places that have become agricultural deserts, trashed by giant corporations, could be reforested, drawing carbon dioxide from the air on a vast scale. The ecosystems of land and sea could recover, not just in pockets but across great tracts of the planet.
I must explore desert ground and see what can grow. But there are limits. I know in my heart what I would never do.
Peter O’Toole – I really loved that man. They sent me into the desert, and I lived there with him for 100 days. And there were no women! Can you believe it?
The common base of all the Semitic creeds, winners or losers, was the ever present idea of world-worthlessness. Their profound reaction from matter led them to preach bareness, renunciation, poverty; and the atmosphere of this invention stifled the minds of the desert pitilessly.
I am not moving to some club in the desert, China or Turkey.
I consider music like a mirage in the desert. You’re obsessed with the ideal piece of music, and the more you think you’re getting closer, it’s not there.
A few men own from ten thousand to two hundred thousand acres each. The poor Laborer can find no resting place, save on the barren mountain, or in the trackless desert.
I’ve been asked over the years to compile a list of desert-island discs. I couldn’t do that. If I was trapped on a desert island, I don’t think I’d want 10 songs to bring with me.
The genus Drosophila is one of the great success stories. There’s hundreds of species within the genus. They’re on every continent except Antarctica, they’re in tropical rain forests, they’re in deserts, they’ve evolved many exotic mating behaviors, and they’re capable of incredibly long-distance flights.
Ray Bradbury has a vacation house in Palm Springs, California, in the desert at the base of the Santa Rosa mountains. It’s a Rat Pack-era affair, with a chrome-and-turquoise kitchen and a small swimming pool in back.
Man can be in Sahara desert – but I’m still going to wear the jacket.
Fiona Bruce isn’t some token middle-aged woman at the BBC. Alongside her, at 52, my former running partner Sophie Raworth is a familiar face on our screens, with enough energy to run the scorching desert challenge, Marathon des Sables, to celebrate her 50th.
It appears that the human genome does indeed contain deserts, or large, gene-poor regions.
Broadway is another monster. I’ve been touring since I was 12 years old and I love being on the road – one day you’re here, next day it’s snowing, and the next you are in a desert and it’s 110 degrees. So I guess I’m kind of used to the madness physically that you go to when you are an entertainer. But it’s been great.
As a 22-year Army Veteran who served in Operations Desert Storm and Iraqi Freedom, and as a Civilian Advisor to the Afghan Army in Operation Enduring Freedom, I understand both the gravity of giving the order, and the challenge of carrying it out.
I love being outdoors, being in the mountains and the desert, and my wife enjoys that too. That’s one of the things that sustain our relationship.
Some of the evil of my tale may have been inherent in our circumstances. For years we lived anyhow with one another in the naked desert, under the indifferent heaven.
I’m working on a very long series of paintings based on desert folklore.
Finding shelter with nomads in the desert during summer was a matter of survival for me and my animals.
We were marooned in a frozen desert. There was not a sign of life on the horizon and a thousand signs of death… The marvel is we did not all die of cold.
