Tumbleweed Quotes

1. "Who would I kill?" I asked, sitting up from him, wiping my face."Who?""Yeah, I mean, is it random, or do you choose them?""Well." He grinned and picked an ant off the rug, then tossed it onto the grass. "I usually avoid eating comedians as much as possible.""Why?" I asked slowly."Because they taste funny." His brows rose. I imagined a tumbleweed rolling past as I listened for crickets. "That wasn't funny."
Author: A.M. Hudson

2. "Look," I said halfheartedly. "Another one of those tumbleweeds made out of old hair weaves.""Tumbleweave," said J.Lo."
Author: Adam Rex

3. "It's only at first sight,when the mind's a blank slate,that you get the purest look.So I fold the flap back,and write:Tumbleweeds."
Author: Alyson Noel

4. "My brain is a vast, barren, jokeless plain where wolves howl at the moon over rocky overhangs and the wind kicks up twists of sand and tumbleweed."
Author: Craig Silvey

5. "And the wind blows, the dust clouds darken the desert blue, pale sand and red dust drift across the asphalt trails and tumbleweeds fill the arroyos. Good-bye, come again. (p. 34)"
Author: Edward Abbey

6. "I spur my horse past the ruined city;the ruined city, that wakes the traveler's thoughts:ancient battlements, high and low;old grave mounds, great and small.Where the shadow of a single tumbleweed tremblesand the voice of the great trees clings forever,I sigh over all these common bones --No roll of the immortals bears their names."
Author: Han Shan

7. "I did 'Tumbleweeds' for fun. I did it because I loved it and I hardly even got paid."
Author: Janet McTeer

8. "You see tumbleweeds? You see cowpokes? Indians? This isn't the streets of Laredo."
Author: Jeffery Deaver

9. "I hope she can't tell that I'm appraising her and that I'm completely worried by what I see. She's excitable and strange. She's ten. What do people do during the day when they're ten? She runs her fingers along the window and mumbles, "This could give me bird flu," and then she forms a circle around her mouth with her hand and makes trumpet noises. She's nuts. Who knows what's going on in that head of hers, and speaking of her head, she most definitely could use a haircut or a brushing. There are small tumbleweeds of hair resting on the top of her head. Where does she get haircuts? I wonder. Has she ever had one before? She scratches her scalp, then looks at her nails. She wears a shirt that says I'M NOT THAT KIND OF GIRL. BUT I CAN BE! I'm grateful that she isn't too pretty, but I realize this could change."
Author: Kaui Hart Hemmings

10. "On day one of the drive, I saw my first dome sky. The world was so flat that I could see the level horizon all around me and the sky looked like a dome. Skies like that will give you perspective when nothing else will. The second day, a tumbleweed blew across the interstate. I'm in a western movie, I said to myself, laughing. I found it so much easier to laugh now that this weight had been lifted from my shoulders."
Author: Kimberly Novosel

11. "Our group pressed west on what was left of Highway 93, toward the pass leading to Las Vegas. Sand covered the road in loose drifts so deep the horses' hooves sank into them. The metal highway signs were bent low by the strong wind, and above us, billboards that once screamed ads for the casinos were now stripped of their promises of penny slots and large jackpots. The raw boards underneath were exposed, like showgirls without their makeup. Some signs had been blown over completely and lay half-buried under mounds of sand, like sleeping animals. Cars dotted the highway, their paint scoured off and dead tumbleweeds caught underneath them. Their windows were fogged with death, and despite my effort not to look, my eyes were drawn to the blurred images of the still forms inside. I tried to concentrate on the dark road ahead of us instead."
Author: Kirby Howell

12. "So there you have it: Nature is a rotten mess. But that's only the beginning. If you take your eyes off it for one second, it will kill you. Thorns, insects, fungus, worms, birds, reptiles, wild animals, raging rivers, bottomless ravines, dry deserts, snow, quicksand, tumbleweeds, sap, and mud. Rot, poison and death. That's Nature.""It's a wonder you even step outside of your cabin," I said."My bravery exceeds my good sense," he said."
Author: Lee Goldberg

13. "Green mountains rise to the north;white water rolls past the eastern city.Once it has been uprooted,the tumbleweed travels forever.Drifting clouds like a wanderer's mind;sunset, like the heart of your old friend.We turn, pause, look back and wave,Even our ponies look back and whine."
Author: Li Bai

14. "Cress?""It's beautiful out there."A hesitation, before, "Could you be more specific?""The sky is gorgeous, intense blue color." She pressed her fingers to the glass and traced the wavy hills on the horizon."Oh, good. You've really narrowed it down for me.""I'm sorry, it's just..." She tried to stamp down the rush of emotion. "I think we're in a desert.""Cactuses and tumbleweeds?""No just a lot of sand. It's kind of orangish-gold, with hints of pink, and I can see tiny clouds of it floating above the ground, like...like smoke.""Piles up in lots of hills?""Yes, exactly! And it's beautiful."Thorne snorted. "If this is how you feel about a desert, I can't wait until you see your first real tree. Your mind will explode."
Author: Marissa Meyer

15. "You build a city in the desert, water it with false hopes and false idols, and eventually this is what happens. The desert reclaims it, turns it arid, leaves it barren. Human tumbleweeds drift across its streets, predators hide in the rocks."
Author: Michael Connelly

16. "BAD PEOPLEA man told me once that all the bad peopleWere needed. Maybe not all, but your fingernailsYou need; they are really claws, and we knowClaws. The sharks—what about them?They make other fish swim faster. The hard-faced menIn black coats who chase you for hoursIn dreams—that's the only way to get youTo the shore. Sometimes those hard womenWho abandon you get you to say, "You."A lazy part of us is like a tumbleweed.It doesn't move on its own. Sometimes it takesA lot of Depression to get tumbleweeds moving.Then they blow across three or four States.This man told me that things work together.Bad handwriting sometimes leads to new ideas;And a careless god—who refuses to let peopleEat from the Tree of Knowledge—can leadTo books, and eventually to us. We writePoems with lies in them, but they help a little."
Author: Robert Bly

17. "A lazy part of us is like a tumbleweed.It doesn't move on its own. Sometimes it takesA lot of Depression to get tumbleweeds moving."
Author: Robert Bly

18. "And yet he felt forebodings. Some nameless threat lurked just around the corner of the world for the sun to rise again. The feeling had been gnawing at him, as annoying as a swarm of hungry insects that buzzed about one's face in the desert sun. There was the sense of the imminent, the remorseless, the mindless; it coiled like a heat-maddened rattler, ready to strike at rolling tumbleweed."
Author: Walter M. Miller Jr.

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