We had been hopelessly labouring to plough waste lands; to make nationality grow in a place full of the certainty of Godโฆ Among the tribes our creed could be only like the desert grass โ a beautiful swift seeming of spring; which, after a dayโs heat, fell dusty.
T. E. LawrenceThe desert was held in a crazed communism by which Nature and the elements were for the free use of every known friendly person for his own purposes and no more.
T. E. Lawrence