Quotes About Sun

Girl lithe and tawny, the sun that forms the fruits, that plumps the grains, that curls seaweeds filled your body with joy, and your luminous eyes and your mouth that has the smile of the water. A black yearning sun is braided into the strands of your black mane, when you stretch your arms. You play with the sun as with a little brook and it leaves two dark pools in your eyes.

Of so much moon were your hips to me, of all the sun your deep mouth and its delight, of so much burning light like honey in the shade

from that terrible love the soft pure hands gave peace to my eyes and sun to my senses.

Sometimes a piece of the sun burned like a coin between my hands.

No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go, we will go together, over the waters of time. No one else will travel through the shadows with me, only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.

No one will retrieve my lost heart amidst so many roots, in the bitter freshness of the sun multiplied by the fury of the water, there the shadow lives that does not travel with me.

Y por que el sol es tan mal amigo del caminante en el desierto? Y por que el sol es tan simpatico en el jardin del hospital? And why is the sun such a bad companion to the traveler in the desert? And why is the sun so congenial in the hospital garden?

The sun is touching every door and making wonder of the wheat. The first wine is pink in colour, is sweet with the sweetness of a child, the second wine is able-bodied, strong like the voice of a sailor, the third wine is a topaz, is a poppy and a fire in one. My house has both the sea and the earth, my woman has great eyes the colour of wild hazelnut, when night comes down, the sea puts on a dress of white and green...

Sol de Mar Yo encontre en Isla Negra un dia, un sol acostado en la arena, un sol centrifugo y central cubierto de dedos de oro y ventosas como alfileres. Recogi el sol enarenado y levantandolo a la luz lo compare con el del cielo. No se miraron, ni se vieron.

Erizo El Erizo es el sol del mar, centrifugo y anaranjado, lleno de puas como llamas, hecho de huevos y de yodo. El Erizo es como el mundo: redondo, fragil, escondido: humedo, secreto, y hostil: el Erizo es como el amor.

Del sol cae un racimo en tu vestido oscuro. De la noche las grandes raíces crecen de súbito desde tu alma, y a lo exterior regresan las cosas en ti ocultas, de modo que un pueblo pálido y azul de ti recien nacido se alimenta.

A bough of fruit falls from the sun on your dark garment. The great roots of night grow suddenly from your soul, and things that hide in you come out again so that a blue and pallid people, your newly born, takes nourishment.

When you come right down to it all you have is yourself. The sun is a thousand rays in your belly. All the rest is nothing.

I would rather dip my bread in salt and look at the sun than dip it in butter and look at my feet.

The goodness of one man is more powerful than the wickedness of a thousand. Evil dies with the evil: goodness continues to live on long after the good are gone. As the sun that disperses the cloud and returns joy to earth, Barba Yani replaced the sickness in my soul with health. This did not happen without resistance on my part; I strongly opposed his efforts. But whose heart, even one as tortured by life as mine had been, could have ultimately repelled his extraordinary goodness?

There was the gaudy patch of sunflowers beside the west gate of the palace of the Prince of Ombria, that did nothing all day long but turn their golden-haired, thousand-eyed faces to follow the sun.

I feel I am in love with you and it should be Spring. I want the sun throbbing on my head like chords of music. I think of a sun like Beethoven, a wind like Debussy, and bird-calls like Stravinsky. But the tempo is all mine.

Siento que estoy enamorada de ti, y debería ser primavera. Quiero que el sol caiga sobre mi cabeza como coros musicales. Imagino un sol como Beethoven, un viento como Debussy, y cantos de pájaros como Stravinski. Pero el ritmo es totalmente mío

So the sun went behind a cloud, and the wind blew until it was almost a tornado, but the harder it blew, the tighter the old man clutched his coat to him. Finally, the wind calmed down and gave up, and then the sun came out from behind the clouds and smiled kindly on the old man. Presently, he mopped his brow and pulled off his coat. The sun then told the wind that gentleness and friendliness were always stronger than fury and force.

Don't tell anyone, but on the pagan day of the sun god Ra, I kneel at the foot of an ancient instrument of torture and consume ritualistic symbols of blood and flesh. ...And if any of you care to join me, come to the Harvard chapel on Sunday, kneel beneath the crucifix, and take Holy Communion.

Don't tell anyone, but on the pagan day of the sun god Ra, I kneel at the foot of an ancient instrument of torture and consume ritualistic symbols of blood and flesh.

Originally," Langdon said, "Christianity honored the Jewish Sabbath of Saturday, but Constantine shifted it to coincide with the pagan's veneration day of the sun." He paused, grinning. "To this day, most churchgoers attend services on Sunday morning with no idea that they are there on account of the pagan sun god's weekly tribute—Sunday.

Langdon] thought about all the religions of the world, about their shared origins, about the earliest gods of the sun, moon, sea and wind. Nature was once the core. For all of us.' - p. 456

Nicolaus Copernicus was the father of the heliocentric model—the belief that the planets revolve around the sun—which ignited a scientific revolution in the 1500s that entirely obliterated the Church's long-held teaching that mankind occupied the center of God's universe. His discovery was condemned by the Church for three centuries, but the damage had been