An idea can turn to dust or magic, depending on the talent that rubs ...

An idea can turn to dust or magic, depending on the talent that rubs against it.

Watch my dust.

Hope raises no dust.

I'm covered with loser dust.

We are but dust and shadows.

Faith. Trust. and Pixie Dust.

I'm full of dust and guitars.

History is a great dust heap.

Trail dust is thicker'n blood.

God sinks into dust before man.

You can't really dust for vomit.

You either make dust or eat dust.

When a man dies he kicks the dust.

All books are merely delayed dust.

I would rather be ashes than dust.

Look what a little vain dust we are!

We are a blend of dust and divinity.

All we are is dust in the wind, dude.

Life is too short to dust every week.

A man thinks all dust stays outdoors.

Facts cling to photographs like dust.

That great dust-heap called 'history'.

Just like dust, we settle in this town.

Dust, in the end, settles on everything.

Dust does rise, doesn't it? And so can I.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

Houses are full of things that gather dust

Everything is trust, all the rest is dust.

Write injuries in dust, benefits in marble.

The air smelled of paper and dust and years.

Art sweeps the everyday dust from your soul.

I'M SIGNIFICANT!!! ... Say's the dust speck.

Most of what we see in the universe is dust.

Jazz washes away the dust of every day life.

The sublime is contained in a grain of dust.

Beauty is everlasting And dust is for a time.

Historical science is being left in the dust.

Music washes away the dust of every day life.

I must get out all my ambitions and dust them.

A prettiness mummified by years of chalk dust.

Dead archaeology is the driest dust that blows.

Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust.

To a collector of curios, the dust is metadata.

Dust on gold doesn't change the nature of gold.

The right thing to do is to let the dust settle.

The devil is not afraid of a dust-covered Bible.

True love is born of experience, not fairy dust.

We live on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam

He (man) is both dust of earth and breath of God.

We start out as little bits of disconnected dust.

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