Quotes About Sun

There is, we are aware, a philosophy that denies the infinite. There is also a philosophy, classified as pathologic, that denies the sun; this philosophy is called blindness.

She went back down to the garden, feeling like a queen, hearing the birds sing—this was in winter—seeing the sky all golden, the sun in the trees, flowers among the shrubs, bewildered, wild, giddy with inexpressible rapture.

I am he who cometh out of the depths. My lords, you are great and rich. There lies your danger. You profit by the night; but beware! The dawn is all-powerful. You cannot prevail over it. It is coming. Nay! it is come. Within it is the day-spring of irresistible light. And who shall hinder that sling from hurling the sun into the sky. The sun I speak of is Right. You are Privilege. Tremble!

It is on December nights, with the thermometer at zero, that we most think of the sun.

If there did not exist some one who loved, the sun would become extinct.

Vi sono cose che non si deve neppure tentare di dipingere: il sole è fra queste.

But logic ignores the more-or-less as absolutely as the sun ignores the candlelight.

l riso è il sole che scaccia l'inverno dal volto umano.

Kad ne bi niko volio, sunce bi se ugasilo.

Quand je suis triste, je pense à vous, comme l'hiver on pense au soleil, et quand je suis gai, je pense à vous, comme en plein soleil on pense à l'ombre

Love was the sun and the moon and the stars in a world that was otherwise cold and dark.

The next morning, Angie woke with the sun...Her eyes felt gritty and swollen. Once again she'd watered her mattress with memories.

Yearning for a life you don't understand is like staring at the sun. Your foolishness will destroy you.

I love you more than the sun and sky and all the flowers on the earth,

Drinking is for the moon," she would say as she poured her wine. "Darkness hides our smaller sins. But the sun isn't so forgiving. Light requires the innocence of sobriety.

The sun in on the harbor, love, And I wish I could remain, For I know it will be some long, long time, Before I see you again.

Stefan's love bathed her, shone through her, lighting every dark place in her soul like the sun. She trembled with pleasure, with love, and with longing.

That is your legend?" Akiva asked, incredulous. Madrigal had told him the story of the sun and Ellai while they flew. "That seraphim are the blood of a rapist sun?

He was angles and darkness, her opposite - a moon-creature to her sun, a slicing shadow to her glow. But that was all silhoutte. It was in his smile, and in his eyes, and in his waiting - he was still waiting - that she saw him, and knew him. Strength and grace and loneliness and longing. And hope.

That faeries have forgotten the Tapestry; that is the greatest tragedy of all. It's the fabric of all creation and it's woven of dreams, the dreams of the Djinn. Dreams are real, Magpie. They're seed and water and sun. They're everything.

By the time the plan's wheels touched down on a desolate stretch of desert runway, the sun had cleared a ridge of mountains and revealed a land the color of dust. The single building that served as a terminal was squat and seemingly of the same dust. The Middle East? Eliza wondered. Tattooine? A sign, handpainted, was illegible in exotic, curling letters. Arabic, at a guess. That probably eliminated Tattooine.

You're at least aware, I hope, that it's summer out there?" When Lazlo didn't respond, he added, "Large orange orb in the sky, low necklines on the fairer sex.

But Nature too, shakes off her sleep today; By May's mild sun we see reviv'd her frame, Around my window Venus' birds proclaim, The month most cherish'd backwards bends his way!

Among the valleys of the distant waves we will eventually meet. […] The orange sun will recognize us. It owes us. It will be the sun from nineteen hundred and forty-forever. O no cloud in the sky! O ocean full of fish hiding! The sun seduced us before we could be virgins.