Quotes About Moon

A sense of wrongness, of fraught unease, as if long nails scraped the surface of the moon, raising the hackles of the soul.

Me and Nkiruka, we watched through the window until the moon grew an extraordinary size, so big that it filled the window frame. We could see the face of the man in the moon, so close that we could see the madness in his eyes.

The Moon's low gravity and slow rotation mean that a space elevator could be built with materials already available. The honeycomb fiber called M5 is lighter and stronger than Kevlar; a ribbon 3 centimeters wide and 0.02 millimeter thick could support 2,000 kilograms on the lunar surface or 100 climbers with a mass of 600 kilos each, evenly spaced along the ribbon. We could build a lunar elevator right now.

There it was, deep & huge like it'd just risen, nearly full and red orange like a blood tangerine. It felt ominous, and I'm wondering if you feel as I do - this incredible urge TO BE HEARD. Who do you talk to?

Dusk softens the sharp points of trees outside my window; the sky slowly darkens, then blackens around an orb of moon. Hours later, a faint blue tinge yields to the soft pastels of dawn, and soon enough sun is streaming in, the stop-start rhythm of the train making it all feel like still photography, thousands of images that taken together create a scene in motion.

Fair as the moon and joyful as the light; Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright; Not as she is, but as she fills his dreams.

The stars rise, the moon bends her arc, Each glowworm winks her spark

A Daughter of Eve... A fool I was to sleep at noon, And wake when night is chilly Beneath the comfortless cold moon; A fool to pluck my rose too soon, A fool to snap my lily.

The moon is nothing but a circumambulating aphrodisiac divinely subsidized to provoke the world into a rising birth-rate.

JENNET What can you see Out there? THOMAS Out here? Out here is a sky so gentle Five stars are ventured on it. I can see The sky's pale belly glowing and growing big, Soon to deliver the moon. And I can see A glittering smear, the snail-trail of the sun Where it crawled with its golden shell into the hills. A darkening land sunken into prayer Lucidly in dewdrops of one syllable, Nunc dimittis. I see twilight, madam. JENNET But what can you hear? THOMAS The howl of human jackals-.

I would as soon be up there, walking in the moon's white unmolared gums. I'll sit on the world and rotate with you till we roll into the morning.

With her right index finger she slowly spells words on Grace's skin. Don't let me go crazy. The moon is pale and vast. The stars so sharp they almost hurt.

Most nights she went with the moon, and when it was round she stayed in my biggest bedroom and wouldn't answer the thing that asked her to let it out (let you out from where? let me out from the small, the hot, the take me out of the fire i am ready i am hard like the stones you ate, bitter like those husks) the moonlight striped her, marked out places where the whispering thing would slip through and she would unfold.

Daphne came in with her arms full of books, and her eyes blazing like two poisoned moons. "How'd you like the mess St. John?

The moon will press her dimpled cheek Against the bosom of the sky, And, as we dreamed once, seem to speak To silver clouds which drift them by.

Here in this moment we are beautiful, nocturnal creatures and our thoughts and words are jewels guarded by the moon.

By the shores of Gitche Gumee,By the shining Big-Sea-Water,Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis.

Higher and higher receded the sky, wider and wider spread the streak of dawn, whiter grew the pallid silver of the dew, more lifeless the sickle of the moon...

So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed it would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far.

If I spelled out the Principles of Faith I would be barking on the moon.

AS THE MIST LEAVES NO SCAR As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill, So my body leaves no scar On you, nor ever will. When wind and hawk encounter, What remains to keep? So you and I encounter, Then turn, then fall to sleep. As many nights endure Without a moon or star, So will we endure When one is gone and far.

I saw you watching the moon you did note hesitate to love me with it I saw you honouring the wind-flowers caught in the rocks you loved me with them

You weren't using the moon for anything. Only some long-term robot storage.

You can't love by desiring an extremely vague desire of a very vague moon.