If asked which words one associated with the Sahara, only the most dedicated surrealist might be expected to offer "whale".
Eamonn GearonTag: humour travel egypt travel-writing sahara
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He would not now conduct little Nell to the coast; he would not convey her by a steamer to Port Said, would not surrender her to Mr. Rawlinson; he himself would not fall into his father's arms and would not hear from his lips that he had acted like a true Pole! The end, the end! In a few days the sun would shine only upon the lifeless bodies and afterwards would dry them up into a semblance of those mummies which slumber in an eternal sleep in the museums in Egypt
Henryk SienkiewiczTag: doubt death death-and-dying desert hopelessness sahara
I love like I’m thirsty. Can I offer you a tall glass of Sahara sand?
Dark Jar Tin ZooTag: humor kindness love food funny desert hospitality thirst drink thirsty sand sahara
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.
Nalini SinghTag: conscience sahara kaleb
So we literally made the earth move? A slight pause, before Kaleb said, I suggest we don’t engage in sex in populated areas.
Nalini SinghTag: sahara kaleb made-the-earth-move
You", he said, "are the single exception that rule". The oldest, deepest, most beautiful flaw in his Silence."Without you, I would be a monster.
Nalini SinghCome 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.
Raquel CepedaTag: beauty god spiritual travel spirituality traveling traveler morocco sahara sahara-desert
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.
Raquel CepedaTag: inspiration life-experience journey ancestry ancestors sand build morocco trekking building-blocks sahara spiritual-journey sahara-desert globe-trotting trek
More than anything, this place feels familiar. I bury my hands in the hot sand and think about the embodiment of memory or, more specifically, our natural ability to carry the past in our bodies and minds. 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. I quietly thank this ancestor of mine for surviving the trip so that I could one day return.
Raquel CepedaTag: travel memory spirituality ancestors trekking sahara life-journey spiritual-journey journeying sahara-desert ancestral-dna ancestral-memory ancestral-continuum
All right." Shimmering droplets on her eyelashes, stars caught in transition. "But will you replace it with something for me?"
"Anything." His body was hers.
Brushing her fingers over his lips, she said, "You gave me an eagle. I want to give you one, too." A tender kiss pressed to the scar. "I want us to fly together.
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