Quotes About Sun

Thanks to the priceless stars That flicker one by one My burnt-out eyes can see Dim memories of the sun. Hopelessly I have sought To touch the end of all; Beneath some melting heat I feel my pinions fall.

In all climes, under every sun, Death admires you At your antics, ridiculous Humanity, And frequently, like you, scenting herself with myrrh, Mingles her irony with your insanity!

In the evening streamed down the radiant sun, That great eye which stares from the inquisitive sky. From behind the window that scattered its bright rays It seemed to gaze upon our long, quiet dinners, Spreading wide its candle-like reflections On the frugal table-cloth and the serge curtains.

Te-admir? veÅŸnic Moartea,o,lume caraghioas?,în zvârcolirea-Å£i tâmp?,sub orice soare-ai sta,ÅŸi-ades,asemeni Å£ie,în smirn? se-mb?iaz?,mijindu-ÅŸi ironia în nebunia ta.

It was like the beginning of life and laughter. It was the real meaning of the sun

Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out. It's just a little while, and then it burns away… Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.

one of Lorca's best lines is, "agony, always agony…" think of this when you kill a cockroach or pick up a razor to shave or awaken in the morning to face the sun.

Early evening traffic was beginning to clog the avenue with cars. The sun slanted down behind him. Harry glanced at the drivers of the cars. They seemed unhappy. The world was unhappy. People were in the dark. People were terrified and disappointed. People were caught in traps. People were defensive and frantic. They felt as if their lives were being wasted. And they were right.

my garden in the sun and in the rain and in the day and in the night pain is a flower pain is flowers blooming all the time.

Today I will walk in the sun. I will simply walk in the sun.

if the rest of the world could see you today their laughter would bring the sun to its knees and even the flowers would leap from the ground like bulldogs and chase you away to where you belong wherever that is, and who cares where it is as long as it's somewhere away from here.

the knife cuts into the sun. the plate breaks. the cat yawns.

we were never meant to be what we are or where we are, we are looking for an escape, some music from the sun, the girl we never found. we are betting on the miracle again there before the purple mountains as the horses parade past so much more beautiful than our lives.

Now we are citizens of nothing. the sun itself knows the sad truth of how we surrendered our lives and deaths to simple ritual….how we said no, no, no, no to the most beautiful YES ever uttered - life itself.

and you turn over to your left side to get the sun on your back and out of your eyes

I felt that even the sun belonged to my father, that I had no right to it because it was shining upon my father's house. I was like his roses, something that belonged to him and not to me.

Nobody knew how good I was, nobody knew what I could do. I was some kind of miracle. The sun tossed yellow everywhere and I cut through it, a crazy knife on wheels. My father was a beggar in the streets of India but all the women in the world loved me...

in the sun and in the rain and in the day and in the night pain is a flower pain is flowers blooming all the time.

Some women are delicate things, some women are delicious and wondrous. If you want to piss on the sun, go ahead but please leave them alone.

eu só quero que o Sol me queime mais e mais de tal modo que ele suba ao céu às seis da manhã e permaneça por lá até depois da meia-noite

I najdivnija tišina nikada ranije ?uta izrodi?e se odatle, Sunce još uvek skriveno tamo negde ?eka?e na slede?e poglavlje.

In this way the sacred mission of the Triple Alliance became translated into a secular mission: to obtain prisoners to sacrifice for the sun, the Alliance had to take over the world.

Mostly the colors of that land stuck to shades of red dirt and black cinders with a few dashes of sickly green. And yet look up, and the sun burned yellow and the sky rolled blue and deep like an argument that the world had not gone wrong at all.

Giants Big things. Things that buffet, bluster .....and defy domination. Dark things. Ominous shades that blight, blacken ....and blot out the Sun