“Let’s return now to the dust as the dust we are”

“There is the sudden. There is the eventual.
And in between, there is the living.

We do not start as dust. We do not end as dust. WE make more than dust.

That's all we ask of you. Make more than dust.”

“We can show the way. We can make dust -- or eat dust.”

“Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend,
Before we too into the Dust descend;
Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie
Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End!”

“Gather out of star-dust,
Earth-dust,
Cloud-dust,
Storm-dust,
And splinters of hail,
One handful of dream-dust,
Not for sale.”

“Shoot at us, we will nuke you all and let God sort out your radioactive dust.”

“We are all dust.”

“We are but dust and shadow.”
Pulvis et umbra sumus.

“But when the dust has drawn up the blood of a man, once he is dead, there is no return to life.”

“Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all?”