Quotes About Sun

In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is—as the light called human life is—at its coming and its going.

To speak truly, few adult persons can see nature. Most persons do not see the sun. At least they have a very superficial seeing. The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and heart of the child. The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy even into the era of manhood.

In old times the lady-bird was believed to live in the sun, and the German children still have a rhyme telling it to fly away up to heaven and bring back the sunshine; and they believe that if they were to kill one of these insects the sun would not shine the next day.

Ladybird, Ladybird, whither fly you, To rest on the Rose or to sip of the Dew? Ladybird, Ladybird, come to my Bower; It will shade you from Sun and defend you from Shower.

Though the circular round-and-round of routine be the bulk of life's affairs, make an occasional jutting diversion — of fun, love, or something that will outlast you — so that the shape and motion of your life shall resemble the lifegiving sun with bright rays shining forth from all directions.

True, the poisonous breath of the world destroys our illusions, but they resuscitate at once when a ray of love falls upon our benumbed hearts, as the warmth of the sun revives the poor flowers withered by the ices of winter.

How grand it is this falling out of love— This falling out of you into the world! I had forgotten how the rivers move… I had forgotten how a leaf is curled… I think I had forgotten that the sun Is warmer than the beaming of your eyes... Now I can celebrate again the rites Of the world's loving; share its ecstasies...

Everyone wants to be the sun that lifts up your life, but I'd rather be your moon, so I may shine on you during your darkest hour when the sun isn't around and the ghost white moonbeams will allow you to find comfort in my arms.

May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun And find your shoulder to light on, To bring you luck, happiness, and riches Today, tomorrow, and beyond.

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life. The rich colours of grass and earth were intensified by the mellow light of a sun almost warm enough for spring...

To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning... Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me... To be awake is to be alive.

leaves — lovers of the gentle breeze trees — brothers of roots that weave soil — giver of life through earth sun — mother of golden light's birth

PHOTOGRAPH, n. A picture painted by the sun without instruction in art.

Poetry staggers, drunken but wise, amongst the stars. Philosophy plots its own steady course to the sun.

Pray on the shadowy hillsides of hardship and on the sunny highlands of happiness.

The sky it cries And the sun pats it dry With a rainbow up on high.

Under every full moon are lovers in love, and under every bright sun two friends smile as one.

The sun shines different ways in summer and winter. And we shine differently in the seasons of our lives.

The treasure of self is buried under the rainbow and yet glows beyond the sun.

It was a bright September afternoon, The parched-up beech trees would be yellowing soon, The yellow flowers grown deeper with the sun Were letting fall their petals one by one...

The snow is sparkling like a million little suns.

Ein Wort Ein Wort, ein Satz -: aus Chiffren steigen erkanntes Leben, jäher Sinn, die Sonne steht, die Sphären schweigen, und alles ballt sich zu ihm hin. Ein Wort - ein Glanz, ein Flug, ein Feuer, ein Flammenwurf, ein Sternenstrich - und wieder Dunkel, ungeheuer, im leeren Raum um Welt und Ich.

Six hundred summers, she reflected.Six hundred snowy winters. Thirty-five generations of mortal humanity. And finally, again…the sun.

As, when the sun shines above the earth, the shadow is spread over its lower part, because its spherical shape makes it impossible for it to be clasped all round at one and the same time by the rays, and necessarily, on whatever side the sun's rays may fall on some particular point of the globe, if we follow a straight diameter, we shall find shadow upon the opposite point, and so, continuously, at the opposite end of the direct line of the rays shadow moves round that globe,