„The desert is squeezed in the tube-train next to you,The desert is in the heart of your brother.“

— T.S. Eliot

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„You neglect and belittle the desert.The desert is not remote in southern tropicsThe desert is not only around the corner,The desert is squeezed in the tube-train next to you,The desert is in the heart of your brother.“
— T.S. Eliot
„What can I do with this memory?Shake the bones out of it?Defoliate the smile?Stub out the chin with cigarettes?Take the face of the man I loveand squeeze my foot into it,when all the while my heart is making a museum?I love you the way the oboe plays.I love you the way skinny dipping makes my body feel.I love you the way a ripe artichoke tastes.Yet I fear you,as one in the desert fears the sun.“
— Anne Sexton
„You're a great brother. You give us a heart attack worrying about your heart attack, which you didn't even have the decency to have!“
— Groucho Marx
„What is a Shadowhunter made of, if they desert their own, if they throw away a child’s heart like rubbish left on the side of the road? Tell me, Simon Lewis, if that is what Shadowhunters are, why would I wish to be one?“
— Cassandra Clare
„Follow, poet, follow rightTo the bottom of the night,With your unconstraining voiceStill persuade us to rejoice; With the farming of a verseMake a vineyard of the curse,Sing of human unsuccessIn a rapture of distress; In the deserts of the heartLet the healing fountains start,In the prison of his daysTeach the free man how to praise.“
— W. H. Auden
„Wisdom consists in doing the next thing you have to do, doing it with your whole heart, and finding delight in doing it.“
— Meister Eckhart
„The Italian command was, for the most part, not equal to the task of carrying on war in the desert, where the requirement was lightning decision followed by immediate action. The training of the Italian infantryman fell far short of the standard required by modern warfare. … Particularly harmful was the all pervading differentiation between officer and man.“
— Erwin Rommel
„He shook his head and squeezed my hand tight. "You are my courage, as I am your conscience," he whispered, "You are my heart-- I am your compassion. We are neither of us whole, alone. Do ye not know that, Sassenach?" --Jamie“
— Diana Gabaldon