Quotes About Moonlight

For a moment this good time would never end You and me Just wasting time I was kissing you You were kissing me love From good day into a moonlight

When it draws near to witching time of night.

Playing whist by the cabin lamps when it is storming outside is pleasant; walking the quarterdeck in the moonlight is pleasant; smoking in the breezy foretop is pleasant when one is not afraid to go up there; but these are all feeble and commonplace compared with the joy of seeing people suffering the miseries of seasickness.

The full moon was riding high in the cloudless heavens, now. We sauntered carelessly and unthinkingly to the edge of the lofty battlements of the citadel, and looked down — a vision! And such a vision! Athens by moonlight! The prophet that thought the splendors of the New Jerusalem were revealed to him, surely saw this instead!

I began to feel that the old Venice of song and story had departed forever. But I was too hasty. In a few minutes we swept gracefully out into the Grand Canal, and under the mellow moonlight the Venice of poetry and romance stood revealed.

Two or three minutes later the murdered man, the blanketed corpse, the lidless coffin, and the open grave were under no inspection but the moon's. The stillness was complete again, too.

he is constantly reminding me that real magic doesn't come from achieving the perfect appearance, from being Cinderella at the ball with both glass slippers and a killer hairstyle. The real magic is in the pumpkin, in the mice, in the moonlight; not beyond ordinary life, but within it.

But she knew she would not sleep until she had somehow sorted through her thoughts about the night before. She pulled a chair to the window, blew out the candle, and sat looking out onto the moonlit lawns and trees.

Why are you here? Her words were a thread of silver in the moonlight. His answer was deep as the deepest shadows. You offered to be my inamorata, remember?

And she sees that the moonlight is losing its orange glow. It has become buttery, and will soon turn to silver.

I've made some things for you, Constant Reader; you see them laid out before you in the moonlight. But before you look at the little handcrafted treasures I have for sale, let's talk about them for a bit, shall we? It won't take long. Here, sit down beside me. And do come a little closer. I don't bite. Except... we've known each other for a very long time, and I suspect you know that's not entirely true. Is it?

They who meet on an April night are forever lost in love, if there's moonlight all about and there's no moon above.

Siempre he soñado con besar a la mujer amada a la luz de la luna -prosigió él con la imbecilidad astronómica propia de tantos enamorados

No todo el mundo sabe que a Veracruz y a sus playas lejanas no pienso en la vida nunca volver. Fui feliz allí, el mes pasado, en noche de luna llena, en Los Portales, ni antes ni después de esa noche, en el último mes de julio de mi juventud. Pero no pienso en la vida nunca volver, pues sé muy bien que la nostalgia de un lugar sólo enriquece mientras se conserva como nostalgia, pero su recuperación significa la murte.

In the light of the moon a little egg lay on a leaf

Moonlight stared back at Tree, blankness giving way to excitement as she recognized him. "Earth!" Sunrise, whose coat was the same shade of yellow as Tree's, stepped forward, her tail rising in excitement, but paused at Tree's

The antimony on their features was set on silvery fire by the intensity of the moon. And their bodies, solid and quivering and half-naked, were like ancient memories of a mystical time without boundaries when it was possible to enter the consciousness of a cornseed and foretell the harvest to come.

They crested a rise, and there it was, in the hollow between rolling hills—a low, square building, ghostly gray in the moonlight. Is that it? asked Hamilton. It probably isn't the local opera house, groaned Ian.

her dark silhouette a part of the night itself.

In summer moonlight, she was dangerously, inebriatingly magnified.

But she woke up just then, and in the moonlight covered herself with a blanket. She smiled at him drowsily and called him Yero, my hero, and that melted his heart.

Tonight I'm going to shower and then just walk for about four hours and look at the moon.

In front of us, the ocean stretched for eternity. Around us, reggae mussy floated through the air. In our drying clothes and still-damp hair, we ate junk food and talked. At some point we finished and went for a long walk in the sand. We picked up shells, laughed, and talked. Before I knew it, the sun was going down and we went back to the van. We lay side by side, stretched out on the blanket. When the sun dropped completely below the horizon, we let the moon illuminate us.

Night will always remain a cat's magical, fanciful time.