Quotes About Sunshine

He also wearied his mother very often. She saw the sunshine going out of him, and she resented it.

Paul, walking alongside, laced his fingers in the strings of the bag Miriam was carrying... the meadow was bathed in a glory of sunshine, and the path was jewelled, and it was seldom that he gave her any sign. She held her fingers very still among the strings of the bag, his fingers touching.

She saw the sunshine going out of him, and she resented it.

I consider this is really the heart of England,' said Clifford to Connie, as he sat there in the dim February sunshine. 'Do you?' she said, seating herself in her blue knitted dress, on a stump by the path. 'I do! this is the old England, the heart of it; and I intend to keep it intact.' 'Oh yes!' said Connie. But, as she said it she heard the eleven-o'clock hooters at Stacks Gate colliery. Clifford was too used to the sound to notice.

It is so still and transcendent, the cypress trees poise like flames of forgotten darkness, that should have been blown out at the end of the summer. For as we have candles to light the darkness of night, so the cypresses are candles to keep the darkness aflame in the full sunshine.

The days go by, through the brief silence of winter, when the sunshine is so still and pure, like iced wine, and the dead leaves gleam brown, and water sounds hoarse in the ravines.

Whenever you go out-of-doors, draw the chin in, carry the crown of the head high, and fill the lungs to the utmost; drink in the sunshine; greet your friends with a smile, and put soul into every handclasp.

A resistless feeling of depression falls slowly upon us, despite the gaudy sunshine and the green cotton-fields. This, then, is the Cotton Kingdom--the shadow of a marvelous dream.

i had spent four years propped on the front porch of the fraternity house, bemused and dreaming, watching the sun shine through the spanish moss, lost in the mystery of finding myself alive at such a time and place.

Some people are so much sunshine to the square inch.

Sounds of the Winter Walt Whitman - 1819-1892 Sounds of the winter too, Sunshine upon the mountains—many a distant strain From cheery railroad train—from nearer field, barn, house The whispering air—even the mute crops, garner'd apples, corn, Children's and women's tones—rhythm of many a farmer and of flail, And old man's garrulous lips among the rest, Think not we give out yet, Forth from these snowy hairs we keep up yet the lilt.

The sun is out and the game's afoot

The world goes up and the world goes down, And the sunshine follows the rain; And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown Can never come over again, Sweet wife. No, never come over again.

Look at the bow in the cloud, in the very rain itself. That is a sign that the sun, though you cannot see it, is shining still -- that up above beyond the cloud is still sunlight and warmth and cloudless blue sky.

On a beautiful day like this it would be best to stay in bed so you wouldn't get up and spoil it!

Whenever the sun is shining, I feel obligated to play outside!

Life has its sunshine and its rain, sir... its days and its nights... its peaks and its valleys...

There, on that bank, soaked in that water, basking in that sun-shine, lying on that man's chest, I hoped for the first time that my real dad would never show up and take me home.

Beggar Woman" When I was four years old my mother led me to the park. The spring sunshine was not too warm. The street was almost empty. The witch in my fairy-book came walking along. She stooped to fish some mouldy grapes out of the gutter.

Never be within doors when you can rightly be without.

You are my sonshine.

May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day.

I'm not a doctor and I don't know the technical terminology, but I do know that sunshine activates our happiness glands.

Where there is sunshine the doctor starves.