Quotes About Sunlight

suddenly the sunlight was briefly snipped, as if a page had been turned in front of a lightbulb.

Even if they don't find what they're looking for, isn't it enough to be out walking together in the sunlight?

En zelfs als ze niet vinden waarnaar ze op zoek zijn, is het dan niet voldoende om samen in het zonlicht te lopen?

His favorite moments were when he was alone, or felt alone. Lying in bed in the morning, watching sunlight flickering like a restless bird on the wall. He

He adjusted his body in relation to hers. His head angled down, his hand forming a canopy between them to shield her face from the sun. It was a useless gesture. only silence. The sunlight on her hair

He waited for chaotic games to end, for shouts to subside. His favorite moments were when he was alone, or felt alone. Lying in bed in the morning, watching sunlight flickering like a restless bird on the wall.

The sunlight on her hair.

It was a bacon morning. Out of every window, the delicious odor of pig meat frying.

the late afternoon sunlight, warm as oil, sweet as childhood ...

I'm a longtime believer in the old adage that sunlight is the best disinfectant, particularly in politics.

He saw the sunlight leave the grass like an eye suddenly closed.

When we were apart and I thought of her, I left words out of it. What came to mind instead were flashes of bold color in sunlight. And always an impression of wide-open country and the pair of us traveling, alone together, great distance at great speed.

The connection between art and Christ is like the connection between sunlight and the sun. It is, in fact, the connection between Sonlight and the Son.

Dark, blowing clouds of snow over the mountain, and a snowy sunlight in the skeletal hickories—how do you like these common miracles!

The mountain withdraws into its stillness, my body dissolves into the sunlight, tears fall that have nothing to do with i. What it is that brings them on, I do not know

Here is the answer to Einstein's question about the moon. Yes, it is there when no one observes it – because the environment is already, and without cease, 'measuring' it. All of the photons of sunlight that bounce off the moon are agents of decoherence, and more than adequate to fix its position in space and give it a sharp outline. The universe is always looking.

It is the human phosphene response to full-spectrum white, to pure sunlight.

Behind her the sun was still shining, so that every grove and every single tree between her and the storm blazed ardent and vivid, little frail things defying the dark with leaf and twig and fruit and flower.

Lyra bent over the open vessel and found the concentrated fragrance of every rose that had ever bloomed: a sweetness and power so profound that it moved beyond sweetness altogether and out of the other side of its own complexity into a realm of clear and simple purity and beauty. It was the smell of sunlight itself.

once or twice the two of them shared a glimpse of meaning that felt as if a shaft of sunlight had struck through clouds to light up a majestic line of great hills in the distance—something far beyond, and never suspected.

Sunlight shining on the fur of a golden monkey…

The long cigarette seemed almost to be bleeding smoke, the sunlight on the couch was so bright.

One half of the world glows with reflected sunlight. The other half is dark, speckled with little city lights.

It was not a jolly place at all for a sun-loving soul