Quotes About Sun

I alone with my undiscovered love, without heart, without tears, towards the skies' impossible roof with a huge sun to console me.

My voice is stained with bloody light, and I see irises dry up at its touch; in my song I wear the finery of a white-faced clown. Love, sweet Love, hides under a spider. The sun, another spider, hides me under legs of gold. I will not find my fortune, for I am like Love himself, whose arrows are tears, and whose quiver is the heart...

The he-lizard is crying. The she-lizard is crying. The he-lizard and the she-lizard with little white aprons. Have lost without wanting to their wedding ring. Ah, their little leaden wedding ring, ah, their little ring of lead! A large sky without people carries the birds in its balloon. The sun, rotund captain, wears a satin waistcoat. Look how old they are! How old the lizards are! Oh, how they cry and cry, Oh! Oh! How they go on crying!

Buscad el gran sol del centro hechos una piña zumbadora. El sol que se desliza por los bosques seguro de no encontrar una ninfa, el sol que destruye números y no ha cruzado nunca un sueño, el tatuado sol que baja por el río y muge seguido de caimanes.

Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise.

Ignite the mind's spark to rise the sun in you

The sun now comes out in my mind and body, and I see clearly the fufillment of my heart's desire.

Steam Lodge Song of the Sun Dance Ceremony: A voice, I will send. Hear me! The land All over, A voice I am sending! Hear me! I will live!

And in any case, he felt the strangest sense that this place was his. The sun had been waiting and keeping it warm for him.

Courage is sometimes frail as hope is frail a fragile shoot between two stones that grows brave toward the sun though warmth and brightness fail, striving and faith the only strength it knows.

Without the clouds we wouldn't be shielded from the burning sun. Without the clouds there would be no lavish sunsets, no beneficial rain, no beautiful landscapes. The same is true with life's clouds. When hard times come we easily get discouraged. But behind the clouds God is still present, and can even use them to water our souls with unexpected blessings. Longfellow once wrote: "Be still, sad heart, and cease repining; behind the clouds is the sun still shining.

On the unbreathing sides of hills they play, a specklike girl and boy, alone, but near a specklike house. The sun's suspended eye blinks casually, and then they wade gigantic waves of light and shade. A dancing yellow spot, a pup, attends them.

Det fineste av alt vrakgods, er sola som hver dag forsvinner i havet.

You know why we don't have solar energy? It's because the sun goes away each day, and it doesn't tell us where it's going!

George May the wind always be at your back and the sun upon your face. Fred And may the winds of destiny carry you aloft to dance with the stars.

How many of your friends know that there's a "sun inside the Sun"? Or that a bizarre, newly found zone beneath the solar surface, the tachocline, is solely responsible for its violence? Or that we just experienced the oddest solar cycle in more than two hundred years—which has apparently influenced global warming in a major way?

Today it's just "the Sun." Familiarity is the enemy of awe, and for the most part people walk the busy streets with no upward glance. In fact, one of the common bits of advice about the Sun is that we shouldn't look at it.

The 1856 standard textbook, Olmsted's School Astronomy, informed students that, according to no less an authority than William Herschel, discoverer of the planet Uranus, the Sun was inhabited by humanlike creatures who lived on its surface.

You've been doing this all your life? Do you still enjoy it?" I asked. The room was very warm, and he wiped his balding red-headed brow. Hi seyes lit up as he said, "This is a dream job. i get to see what the Sun's doing every day!

No, the Sun is not like us. We are sustained, modified, and influenced by it. We are made of Sun stuff. But it is an alien entity. Touchingly, we are like symbiotic organisms that watch their magnificent long-lived host with appreciation and also concern - because its death must automatically mean their own.

The Sioux regarded the universe as a living and breathing—if mysterious—being. And though they recognized the passage of time as measured by the predictable movements of the sun, the moon, and the stars, to their eyes mankind was but a flickering flame in a strong wind; and their concepts of past, present, and future were blurred so that all three existed simultaneously, on separate planes.

Yonder stands your orphan with his gunCrying like a fire in the sunLook out, the saints are comin' throughAnd it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Isn't it fun to go out on the course and lie in the sun?

Und Irene und ich, wir hatten die Sonne gesucht, Bilderbuchtage waren solche der Heilung, alles Schwere konnte sich darin auflösen. Aber seit es nur noch mich gab, nicht mehr uns beide, drohte aus jedem blauen Himmel und jeder Luft, die einen umhüllt, genau die Schwere zu kommen, die sich früher auf unseren Reisen verflüchtigt hatte. Schönes Wetter, das hieß jetzt Gefahr, Niederschlag ganz anderer Art, ein höhnisches Lachen der Sonne.