Quotes About Sun

Other people must be destroyed. In order that I might truly face the sun, the world itself must be destroyed....

The men who indulged in nocturnal thought, it seemed to me, had without exception dry, lusterless skins and sagging stomachs. They sought to wrap up a whole epoch in a capacious night of ideas, and rejected in all its forms the sun that I had seen. They rejected both life and death as I had seen them, for in both of these the sun had had a hand.

Il sole del pomeriggio batteva senza sosta la superficie del mare, e tutta la baia er a un'unica, stupenda distesa di fulgore. All'orizzonte campeggiavano alcune nuvole estive, ferme nel silenzio, immergendo parzialmente in acqua le forme sontuose, funeree, profetiche. I muscoli delle nuvole erano pallidi come alabastro.

Great cloud masses boiled up, immense in their quiet majesty. They seemed to drink up all the noise below, even the sound of the sea. It was the height of summer and there was anger in the rays of the sun.

A los otros es preciso destruirlos. A todos. Para que yo pueda levantar mi rostro al sol es necesario que sea devastado el mundo entero...

I svetlost se još širi i ljudi slave dan. Ja se klonim sunca i bacam dušu u tamni bezdan.

If only summer would end. The very word "summer" carried with it festering thoughts of death. And in the evening sun she felt a festering warmth.

The instant that the blade tore open his flesh, the bright disk of the sun soared up and exploded behind his eyelids.

All the world's plants capture only about 3,000 of those solar exajoules through the process of photosynthesis.3 All human activities and industries put together consume about 500 exajoules annually, equivalent to the amount of energy earth receives from the sun in just ninety minutes.

You young people, full of vigor and vitality, are in the bloom of life, like the sun at eight or nine in the morning. Our hope is placed on you.

The sun played lazily behind the Byzantine silhouette of the town. Bathhouses and a dancing pavilion bleached in the white breeze. The beach stretched for miles along the blue. Nanny habitually established a British Protectorate over a generous portion of the sands.

God is like the sun. When the sun shines, it shines for everyone. God is for everyone.

As the sun is above all clouds, the truth is above all lies. When the sun appears, the truth will become visible.

Every morning is bright, beautiful, and gorgeous like the sun, but we can't see it because we are blinded by day to day tasks.

Look at the magnificence of love, at this heavenly dusk, wind is singing the song of joy, the sun is kissing the ocean. Saying goodbye for the night, promising to wake her up at the dawn of life, with the touch of his warmth and light.

I was looking out at cliffs and the sea, all sluiced in delicate pinks and yellows and greens and blues, as if the sun were imparting to the sleeping rock and water dreams of their youth, dreams of the rock's birth in the earth's molten core, the water's ecstatic purity before it was sullied by life—as if the play of soft colors were the sun's lullaby to the cliffs and the sea, of endurance and transformation.

The sun had already turned the blue-black asphalt into soft, bubbly patches and heat rose in waves that seemed to breathe.

The face of God shining upon you is like the warmth of the sun on a beautiful day at the beach. One accustomed to that warmth is much more careful not to let the cloud of sin block his face.

When I was at Washington the Great White Father told me that all the Comanche land was ours, and that no one should hinder us in living upon it. So, why do you ask us to leave the rivers, and the sun, and the wind, and lie in houses? Do not ask us to give up the buffalo for the sheep. The young men have heard talk of this, and it has made them sad and angry. Do not speak of it more…' - Parra-Wa-Samen (Ten Bears) of the Yamparika Comanches

Pelangi ada bukankah untuk menyalakan langit. Ia hasil berpadunya tangisan awan dan semangat matahari.

I think I'm more curious than I used to be - curious about why people live like they do and how they make sense of their time... Do they see how the sun has made it like a champion around the world overnight, and that all day today we get another chance to be brave, to exercise our humanity with boldness and deft precision?

Motes of dust dancing in the light - that's our dance too. We don't listen inside to hear the music - No matter. The dance goes on, and in the joy of the sun is hiding a god. - Rumi

Motes of dust dancing in the light - that's our dance too. We don't listen inside to hear the music - No matter. The dance goes on, and in the joy of the sun is hiding a god.

Lady Autumn, Queen of the Harvest, I have seen You in the setting Sun with Your long auburn tresses... You sit upon Your throne and watch the dying fires of the setting Sun shine forth its final colors in the sky... Lady Autumn, You are here at last...