Quotes About Sun

I looked for the sunniest spot I could find, but you know it was the damnedest thing—it sure looked like the sun and it was bright like the sun, but there was absolutely no warmth coming from it. And this wave of sadness came over me—the sun was just like my mother." (Quote from Heather, a patient)

Walking onto his terrace those first months to see in the distance the well-behaved mountain sitting under the sun might provoke a reverie about the calm that follows catastrophe.

She plucked a raspberry. Sweet juice, sweet pleasure. Within the tangle of tendrils, inside a blossom, a tiny bead was kisses and blessed by the sun, from which it took in light and warmth and heaven's rain imbued with the richness of the soil of France. All of the elements of the river world helped that bead to expand and multiply into sheer casings for sweet pulp, wedge together in a knobby globe until it released its juice in her mouth

To celebrate, I decorated my mess tin with a yellow dandelion blossom. It looked like the sun I so rarely see. Van Gogh would have liked it.

You cannot make a man love me any more than you can keep a flower from turning its face to the sun. Nature has endowed us with certain urges. That's why we speak of the magic of love.

There is indeed, perhaps, no better way to hold communion with the sea than sitting in the sun on the veranda of a fishermen's cafe.

And whom do I call my enemy? An enemy must be worthy of engagement. I turn in the direction of the sun and keep walking. It's the heart that asks the question, not my furious mind. The heart is the smaller cousin of the sun. It sees and knows everything. It hears the gnashing even as it hears the blessing. The door to the mind should only open from the heart. An enemy who gets in, risks the danger of becoming a friend.

In the wilds of fair Colombia, near the equinoctial line, Where the summer lasts forever and the sultry sun doth shine, There is a charming valley where the grass is always green, Through which flow the rapid waters of the Muddy Magdalene.

un día seco y duro y caluroso, un día de tanta luz que los cielos parecían blancos y no azules—

Lo que cava La sangre corcovea en todos los rincones, en el alma superior, en su orgullo, en los perros con olor a furia. El ser amado convierte la humillación en asombro y vengo aquí para decir que te amo. El domingo del payaso prueba la desolación. La emoción contra la pared espera que la fusilen. Nuestros cuerpos conocen esa pared. Es una atadura del sol que cava y cava.

Tierra, cielo vacío, carne degradada y delirio, con el sol arriba, pasando, desdeñoso y periódico, por los siglos de los siglos: así se presentaba, ante mis ojos recién nacidos, esa mañana, la realidad.

Los soles no decaen porque los contemplemos en la niebla.

Life. This morning the sun made me adore it. It had, behind the dripping pine trees, the oriental brightness, orange and crimson, of a living being, a rose and an apple, in the physical and ideal fusion of a true and daily paradise.

Alabama sun was really something, Willie thought, it was really something. It battered you, enshrouded you, like it had made a pact with hell and humidity to bring you to your knees.

[T]he sun declined, and we both fell into twilight silence. Night, which in autumn seems to fall from the sky at once, it comes so quickly, chilled us, and we rolled ourselves in our cloaks...

Did you know I dream about your hair? I use to say it was the color of the sun at sunset, but I'm wrong. It's brighter than the sun, just as you are.

Don't tell me you've been harboring secret fantasies about the farm laborers.' 'Of course not,' she said, 'although...' There was no way he was going to let those words trail off into oblivion. 'Although?' he prompted. She looked a bit sheepish. 'Well, they do look terribly...*elemental*...out there in the sun, toiling away.' He smiled. Slowly, like a man about to feast upon his dream come true.

Hmmm?" was her distracted reply. She had her face tipped up to the sun and was basking in its warmth. And for one extremely disconcerting moment, Anthony felt a sharp stab of . . . something. Something? He gave his head a little shake. It couldn't possibly be desire. Not for this woman.

watching their smoke lured out the window by the sun.

But see you, we should travel by night. Dark times for dark business, as they says. No sun to bother Valeriana or you, Kaylana's surely no' disadvantaged, and I know I work better in darkness. Anybody looking for us will have a harder time of it. Besides, marching in daylight is for the heroes. If we're going to do this, we may as well go all out.

And the red sun mocks my sadness.

Out of dark, thou, Father Helios, leadest, but the mind as Ixion, unstill, ever turning.

Gelmek istemiyor gece.. Ne sen gelebiliyorsun o yüzden Ne de ben gidebiliyorum. Ama ben gideceÄŸim. Akrepten bir güneÅŸ ÅŸaka??m? yese de... Ama sen geleceksin. Dilin tuzlu yaÄŸmurlarca yak?lm?? olsa da...

Amor. Amar. Amor. De la boñiga con el sol, del sol con la vaca muerta y el escarabajo con el sol.