Quotes
Quotes about Sun
Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath.
Hanging of his cat on Monday
For killing of a mouse on Sunday.
I am near the end of the wine, but out there, the big wine is being poured â thin, slow, grey. Never more shall I taste the oncoming of this particular darkness. But I shall not be sorry to go. I am not seduced to this life by the dainty lusts, clothed in cold green and clean linen, of an English spring. If you plunge into that dark there, you will emerge at length into a raging sun and all the fabled islands of my East. And that is what I shall be doing tonight, off like a bird. Letâs dwell a space on the irony of a poetâs desperately winging out the last of his sweetness while the corrosives closed in.
As the dagger pierces the optic nerve, blinding light is seen not to be the monopoly of the sun. That dagger continues to pierce, and it will never be blunted.
I know one thing. Always do your homework, sunshine.
Hell is a fact and no mere Sunday scare
What is the past, that inert ill-understood mass of vague events, that it should exert an influence on the sunlit reality of now?
What deep and worthy love is so, whether of woman or child, or art or music. Our caresses, our tender words, our still rapture under the influence of autumn sunsets, or pillared vistas, or calm majestic statues, or Beethoven symphonies all bring with them the consciousness that they are mere waves and ripples in an unfathomable ocean of love and beauty; our emotion in its keenest moment passes from expression into silence, our love at its highest flood rushes beyond its object and loses itself in the sense of divine mystery.
Correction does much, but encouragement does more. Encouragement after censure is as the sun after a shower.
Living on Earth includes an annual free trip around the Sun.
Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you.
No one would talk much in society if he knew how often he misunderstands others.
Keep your faith in all beautiful things; in the sun when it is hidden, in the Spring when it is gone.
A clay pot sitting in the sun will always be a clay pot. It has to go through the white heat of the furnace to become porcelain.
The flower that follows the sun does so even on cloudy days.
The flower that follows the sun does so even on cloudy days.
Love is sunshine, hate is shadow, Life is checkered shade and sunshine.
To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot; others transform a yellow spot into the sun.
All sunshine makes a desert.
This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere: the dew is never all dried at once: a shower is forever falling, vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
People are like stained glass windows: they sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light within.
One's age should be tranquil, as childhood should be playful. Hard work at either extremity of life seems out of place. At midday the sun may burn, and men labor under it; but the morning and evening should be alike calm and cheerful.
The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent upon it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.
Our sun is one of 100 billion stars in our galaxy. Our galaxy is one of the billions of galaxies populating the universe. It would be the height of presumption to think that we are the only living things within that enormous immensity.
