Quotes About Sun

and the red sun of desire and decision (the two things that create a live world) rose higher and higher, while upon a succession of balconies a succession of libertines, sparkling glass in hand, toasted the bliss of past and future nights.

There he stood, in the camouflage of sun and shade, disfigured by them and masked by his own nakedness.

I can't tell you how I knew - but I did know that I had crossed The border. Everything I loved was lost But no aorta could report regret. A sun of rubber was convulsed and set; And blood-black nothingness began to spin A system of cells interlinked within Cells interlinked within cells interlinked Within one stem. And dreadfully distinct Against the dark, a tall white fountain played.

Suddenly, gentlemen of the jury, I felt a Dostoevskian grin dawning (through the very grimace that twisted my lips) like a distant and terrible sun.

the red sun of desire and decision (the two things that create a live world) rose higher and higher

I noticed, for instance, that dreams under the midnight sun tended to be highly coloured, and this my friend the photographer confirmed.

Mexican Market Woman This ancient hag Who sits upon the ground Selling her scanty wares Day in, day round, Has known high wind-swept mountains, And the sun has made Her skin so brown.

Suddenly the sun was up. It sparkled like a dewy foam across the field of weeds. Master Sun! Honor and respect, Master Sun! We black men greet you with a swirl of hoes snatching bright sparks of fire from the sky.

The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun. Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.

Weary, Weary, Trouble, pain. Sun's gonna shine Somewhere Again.

Find my dream! Help me to shatter this darkness, To smash this night, To break this shadow Into a thousand lights of sun, Into a thousand whirling dreams Of sun!

Sunday just came down like a nine-pound hammer ... it was tainted with the closing-in feeling of the loss of freedom. Because after the sun went down, it came back up on Monday morning. And you had to go to work five more days. And it sucked.

Man puts his proud heel on the heart of his brother, And smiles at the work he has done; And the wrongs that cry up to a pitying Heaven, Might blot from its arches the sun.

All of live is a celebration if you just find the right spot in the sun to take it all in

A su lado, la mujer que lo había devuelto a la vida lloraba de felicidad, porque sabía que la pesadilla había terminado y ella ya no tendría que vivir como una hija de la noche nunca más. Y sonreía, y soñaba con la nueva vida que los aguardaba al final de la travesía, en una bella finca en Italia, junto al mar, con mucho sol. Mucho sol.

A fairy tale with a twisted ending, one in which the sun sets like napalm on the prince and princess as they walk off, sticky all over with fire.

THE SUN TOUCHED HER FACE LIKE THE SOFTEST CARESS.

It was his favorite part of the afternoon, or should have been: the sun bright and hot in the sky, the plants twitching their green fingers.

Many worlds, but one God His power is the sun in every land, His forgiveness the moon watching over every night, His love the star in every corner of the heavens.

Gnostics want humanity to know that there is a God behind the traditional god of religions. Another way of putting this concept is to state that there is a sun at midnight.

Nature is a perfect hologram of the higher worlds. We cannot gaze directly into the sun because its powerful rays will damage our physical eyes. We can gaze at any other planetary body, or earthly object, and it will not affect our vision. The sun is a hologram of the divinity within all existence.

The Christos is the spiritual sun, the source of enlightenment that brings about order, harmony, spiritual insight and the awakening of the divine potential within each human being.

The river this November afternoon Rests in an equipoise of sun and cloud: A glooming light, a gleaming darkness shroud Its passage. All seems tranquil, all in tune.

I looked out of the window and saw him sitting in the early rays of the sun, a dark silhouette in the sand, motionless as a rock, and knew at once that I had substituted one memory for another and that this one would leave me with as little peace as the other one had. I would exist in someone else's mind, without knowing who I was in there.