Quotes About Sunshine

I've got something besides the weather to think of. I don't know whether the sun shines or not. Pollyanna beamed joyously. No, sir; I thought you didn't. That's why I told you.

The sun was shining, and there, right there on the side of the road, was a flower stand, a homemade wooden table covered with painted tins of lupine and cream-colored roses. For a few minutes on that sun-drenched road, I believed that God might be working her magic.

If a summer were a girl, she'd always be lying stretched out in the grass in a long white dress, her arms over her head, her eyes half closed.

She thought she need not worry about her youth; it wasted itself spontaneously, like sunshine elsewhere or firelight in an empty room.

I crossed the street to walk in the sunshine.

He grinned at her, and she grinned at him, and it seemed to Maria that suddenly the sun came out.

The butterfly startled at Mary's gesture and floated up, drifting on the breeze, its wings sparkling blue and bright in the late afternoon sunshine. Silence watched it, enthralled, and then her eyes met Michael's. A corner of his mouth cocked up. "Welcome home, m'love.

She could hear him swallow, and then his face was against hers, his own damp. I'm so lucky you would have me, my Phoebe, as my wife and my love. You've brought the sun into my lonely, gray life. (Captain James Trevellion)

This radiant weather, when mere living is a joy, and sitting still over the fire out of the question, has been going on for more than a week.

To Those Who Appreciate Wistaria and Sunshine. Small mediaeval Italian Castle on the shores of the Mediterranean to be Let furnished for the month of April. Necessary servants remain. Z, Box 1000, The Times.

When I drive to the lupins and see them all spread out as far as eye can reach in perfect beauty of colour and scent and bathed in the mild August sunshine, I feel I must send for somebody to come and look at them with me, and talk about them to me, and share in the pleasure; and when I run over the list of my friends and try to find one who would enjoy them, I am frightened once more at the solitariness in which we each of us live.

Love—that was what a man wanted; needed; simply had to have. Kind love. Sweet, smiling, gracious love. In one's house like sunshine, filling it with light; in one's garden like roses, filling it with fragrance. Ah, how he could imagine it! How well he could imagine it, the sort of heaven there would be about a man all day—and all night too, if, by the blessing of God, one happened to have married Love.

I went outside mournful, and I hit pure air. The air was full of birdsong. I went outside expecting rain but it was sunny, it was so suddenly, so openly sunny, with so sharp a spring light coming off the river, that I went down the side of the riverbank and sat in among the daffodils.

And here was a summer day, asking to be longer. As if a summer's day wasn't long enough.

School's-out-for-summer!!

Oh, to come home to your country After long years away, To see the tall shining towers Rise over the rim of the bay, To feel the west wind steadily blowing And the sunshine golden and hot, To speak to each man as an equal, Whether he is or not.

The taste on her palate was pungent and rich, the flavor of woodlands and dark earth simmered in sunshine.

We're all golden sunflowers inside.

OH. MY. GOSH. It was as if the gray storm clouds had parted and Macey McHenry was the sun, bringing wisdom and truth into the eternal darkness. (Or something a lot less melodramatic.)

no recordaba desde que era un niño que abandonaba la escuela en una calurosa mañana de junio, con todo el verano por delante.

Every player should be accorded the privilege of at least one season with the Chicago Cubs. That's baseball as it should be played — in God's own sunshine. And that's really living.

Ten is the most sunlit moment of growing up.

Some sunshine is good for the soul, but I always make sure I wear a big hat.

I'm not into cold weather, I like warm weather.