Quotes About Moon

La luna se veía grande y plateada sobre los pinos negros y hacía brillar misteriosamente las viejas piedras de las ruinas. Momo y Gigi estaban sentados en silencio el uno al lado del otro y se miraron largamente en ella: sintieron con toda claridad que, durante ese instante, ambos eran inmortales

Look down fair moon and bathe this scene, Pour softly down night's nimbus floods on faces ghastly, swollen, purple, On the dead on their backs with arms toss'd wide, Pour down your unstinted nimbus sacred moon. —Walt Whitman Sequel to Drum-Taps

The man named Caravaggio pushes open all the windows in the room so he can hear the noises of the night. He undresses, rubs his palms gently over his neck and for a while lies down on the unmade bed. The noise of the trees, the breaking of moon into silver fish bouncing off the leaves of asters outside. The moon is on him like skin, a sheaf of water.

I have spent weeks in the desert, forgetting to look at the moon, he says, as a married man may spend days never looking into the face of his wife.

The moon is brighter since the barn burned.

Hug me and you will see the moon. Love me and I will bring the moon to you!

I love this simple maiden, She grows upon me more and more, And--ask the moon who 't was that kissed, Last night upon the shore!

Synchronized with the rising moon Even with the evening star They were true love written in stone They were never alone, they were never that far apart

The Moon is slipping from our grasp at a rate of about 1.5 inches a year. In another two billion years it will have receded so far that it won't keep us steady and we will have to come up with some other solution, but in the meantime you should think of it as much more than just a pleasant feature in the night sky.

Somehow, from this Gilbert concluded that the Moon's craters were indeed formed by impacts—in itself quite a radical notion for the time—but

lunar material, it is thought, came from the Earth's crust, not its core, which is why the Moon has so little iron while we have a lot.

Without the Moon's steadying influence, the Earth would wobble like a dying top, with goodness knows what consequences for climate and weather. The Moon's steady gravitational influence keeps the Earth spinning at the right speed and angle to provide the sort of stability necessary for the long and successful development of life.

A full moon rose in the pale evening sky and glowed with a rich white inner light that brought to mind, but perfectly, the creamy inside of an Oreo cookie. (Eventually on the trail everything reminds you of food.)

3.5 billion years ago, when the Moon was much closer, volcanic eruptions commonplace (because of the thinness of the crust), meteor impacts routine and the air thick with acidic vapours. Remarkably, it was in such an unpromising environment that life first got going.

Mars-sized object slammed into Earth, blowing out enough material to create the Moon from the debris.

New Rule: If the guy who makes up the poll questions at CNN doesn't want to do it anymore more, he should just quit. This is an actual recent poll question: Would you like to live on the moon? And the shocking results: No, as it turns out, we would not like to live on the moon. This is the cable news equivalent of being in a dead-end relationship with an idiot. What are you thinking? I dunno, honey, I guess I was just wondering how many Americans would like to live on the moon.

No wonder you rise in the middle of the night to look up the date of a famous battle in a book on war. No wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted out of a love poem that you used to know by heart.

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

The pyramid that can be constructed on the diameters of earth and moon bears the precise proportions of the Great Pyramid

Another Celtic legend tells of the duel of two famous bards. One, accompanying himself on the harp, sang from the coming day to the coming of twilight. Then, when the stars or the moon came out, the first bard handed the harp to the second, who laid the instrument aside and rose to his feet. The first singer admitted defeat.

When night fell, I listened to the Songs that the Moon and Stars were singing and I sang with them

The little space within the heart is as great as the vast universe. The heavens and the earth are there, and the sun and the moon and the stars. Fire and lightening and winds are there, and all that now is and all that is not.

In the Devonian the moon was 10,000 miles closer, and summoned surging tides that flung fish onto tidal flats, daring them to walk.

I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can.