Quotes About Sunbeam

But Love cannot understand this. He cannot comprehend another's infinity; he is conscious only of his own—flying sunbeam, falling rose, pebble that asks for one quiet plunge below the fretting interplay of space and time. He knows that he will survive at the end of things, and be gathered by Fate as a jewel from the slime, and be handed with admiration round the assembly of the gods.

pale northern complexion that turned to burn at the drop of a sunbeam.

shemesh, which meant like the sun.

We first observe how dreary and disagreeable an overclouded day is when a single sunbeam pierces through, and offers to us the exhilarating splendor of a serene hour.

It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.

Who art thou then, O my soul! (and here [Zarathustra] became frightened, for a sunbeam shot down from heaven upon his face. O heaven above me, said he sighing, and sat upright, thou gazest at me? Thou hearkenest unto my strange soul? When wilt thou drink this drop of dew that fell down upon all earthly things—when wilt thou drink this strange soul— —When, thou well of eternity! thou joyous, awful, noontide abyss! when wilt thou drink my soul back into thee?

A little rule, a little sway,A sunbeam in a winter's day,Is all the proud and mighty haveBetween the cradle and the grave.

She saw the world as if in a vision: a dark room into which a beam of sunlight fell, with dust motes tumbling in and out, from darkness to light, and she felt that now she had finally moved into the sunbeam.

When true friends meet in adverse hour; 'Tis like a sunbeam through a shower. A watery way an instant seen, The darkly closing clouds between.

Desire just cheats you," laments Anthony Patch in The Beautiful and Damned. "It's like a sunbeam skipping here and there about a room. It stops and gilds some inconsequential object, and we poor fools try to grasp it—but when we do the sunbeam moves on to something else, and you've got the inconsequential part, but the glitter that made you want it is gone.

When you trust yourself, you will come out like a beautiful sunbeam through the dark clouds!

It was hopeless. She was flawless. She was a sunbeam. Mosca gave up and got on with hating her.

The sacred rights of mankind are not to be rummaged for among old parchments or musty records. They are written, as with a sunbeam, in the whole volume of human nature, by the hand of the divinity itself; and can never be erased or obscured by mortal power.

The sacred rights of mankind are not to be rummaged for among old parchments or musty records. They are written, as with a sunbeam, in the whole volume of human nature, by the hand of the divinity itself; and can never be erased.

From this distant vantage point, the meat planet might not seem of any particular interest: an obscure and solitary lump, suspended in a sunbeam.

Planet earth, which Carl Sagan described as a "mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam," is an evanescent bloom in an exquisite cosmos that will ultimately be barren. Motes of dust, nearby or distant, dance on sunbeams for merely a moment.

Happiness is a sunbeam which may pass through a thousand bosoms without losing a particle of its original ray; nay, when it strikes on a kindred heart, like the converged light on a mirror, it reflects itself with redoubled brightness. It is not perfected till it is shared.

just as there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a lovebeam of God's care and pity for every separate need.

Happiness. It was the place where passion, with all its dazzle and drumbeat, met something softer: homecoming and safety and pure sunbeam comfort. It was all those things, intertwined with the heat and the thrill, and it was as bright within her as a swallowed star.

The good extend their loving care To men, however mean or vile; E?en base Ch?nd?las?* dwellings share Th? impartial sunbeam?s silver smile.

Laughter is a sunbeam of the soul.

When dark December glooms the day, And takes our autumn joys away; When short and scant the sun-beam throws Upon the weary waste of snows...

Aunt Beulah could hear the dust moats collide in a sunbeam.

Happiness is like a sunbeam, which the least shadow intercepts, while adversity is often as the rain of spring.