Quotes About Sunset

For him, any wine dated before four o'clock in the afternoon is vintage.

His Majesty's dominions, on which the sun never sets.

Let not the sun go down upon your wrath.

Happiness is a Swedish sunset; it is there for all, but most of us look the other way and lose it.

We approached Athens from the north in early twilight, climbing a hill. When we reached its peak, we were dazzled to look down and see the Acropolis struck by one beam of the setting sun, as if posing for a picture.

Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.

The sun is dissolving like an enchantment

Orange? Like Effie's hair?" I say. "A bit more muted," he says. "More like sunset.

Thanks," I say. Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.

no tenga ni idea de cuál es tu color favorito? —Verde —respondo, esbozando poco a poco una sonrisa—. ¿Y el tuyo? —Naranja. —¿Naranja? ¿Como el pelo de Effie? —Un poco más apagado. Más como... una puesta de sol.

Before anyone can ask anything, I empty my game bag and it becomes 18:00 — Cat Adoration.

It had all seemed as inevitable as sunset. Instead it was the beauty of the sun glinting upon the scythe.

I'm enjoying two beautiful visions tonight. Watching you stand there against a marvelous background has to be the most intriguing sunset I have ever experienced.

Orange?" He seems unconvinced."Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset, " I say. "At least, that's what you told me once.

The echo of a red rose at the sunset, you decided to check out.

The sun had now set the sky ablaze with glorious hues of orange. She squinted to focus in the brilliance and thoughts of distant fire breathing dragons lit up her imagination once again.

Listen to the sunset...see its pretty hue... When you see it, think of me...and I'll think of you...

A time when sky blue love bids farewell to the day and before dusk falls, the sunset ignites the smouldering embers of the moonlit soul...

Here's to real heroes, not the ones who carry us off into the sunset but the ones who help us choose our princes." - commentary on Castles on the Sand

Never, baby. Between us, the sun is never going down.

The sky was a ragged blaze of red and pink and orange, and its double trembled on the surface of the pond like color spilled from a paintbox.

The late sun's brilliance could penetrate only in scattered glimmers, and everything was silent and untouched, the ground muffled with moss and sliding needles, the graceful arms of the pines stretched out protectively in every direction. And it was cool, blessedly cool and green.

and I love to watch how the day, tired as it is, lags away reluctantly, and hates to be called yesterday so soon.

Young Goodman Brown came forth, at sunset, into the street of Salem village, but put his head back, after crossing the threshold, to exchange a parting kiss with his young wife. And when he had lived long, and was borne to his grave, a hoary corpse, followed by Faith, an aged woman, and children and grand-children, a goodly procession, besides neighbors, not a few, they carved no hopeful verse upon his tomb-stone; for his dying hour was gloom.