Sun Quotes - Page 4

Whence are thy beams O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty the stars hide themselves in the sky the moon cold and pale sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone.

When pain brings you down, don't be silly, don't close your eyes and cry, you just might be in the best position to see the sun shine.

I hear you in the morning sun.

When the time has come, every leaf turns to face the sun!It doesn't know if it has to, but because the call has reached it:Not knowing what to expect, it will, move slightly, twist patientlyand try to embrace whatever is coming! It might be too strong, it might be too weak, it also might just be perfect!

Never did an eye see the sun unless it had first become sun-like, and never can the soul have vision of the First Beauty unless itself be beautiful.

You have no control over how your story begins or ends. But by now, you should know that all things have an ending. Every spark returns to darkness. Every sound returns to silence. Every flower returns to sleep with the earth. The journey of the sun and moon is predictable. But yours, is your ultimate art.

How happy he must be, this Hobgoblin," exclaimed Sniff."He isn't a bit," replied Snufkin, "and he won't be until he finds the King's Ruby. It's almost as big as the black panther's head, and to look into it is like looking at leaping flames. The Hobgoblin has looked for the King's Ruby on all the planets including Neptune -- but he hasn't found it. Just now he has gone off to the moon to search in the craters, but he hasn't much hope of success, because in his heart of hearts the Hobgoblin believes that the King's Ruby lies in the sun, where he can never go because it is too hot.

The Sun is the light of the day.

The moon only dares compete with the stars when the sun is in its corner.

The sun had burned through and the day had gone from dull to dazzling, yet in the west blask-satin thunderheads continued to stack up. It was as if night has burst a blood-vessel in the sky over there.

As the sun sinksIt casts that silver bridgeAcross the lake

After luncheon the sun, conscious that it was Saturday, would blaze an hour longer in the zenith,...

Nothing is more on the nose,than sun cream.

I know your eyes in the morning sunI feel you touch me in the pouring rainAnd the moment that you wander far from meI wanna feel you in my arms again

Don’t be afraid of being alone; remember, when the sun rises, it rises with nobody at its side.

Como se reparten el sol en el naranjo las naranjas?How do the oranges divide up sunlight in the orange tree?

My wish for us is that (in 2016) we obtain the power to be healthier, think more positively, and be more compassionate and forgiving. Hoping for a sunny year and that we can enjoy and feel the sun-rays, next to ‘just’ feeling warmer!

When the Root and Branch were young, when the Rose still grew unplucked upon the tree; when all our lands were new and green and we danced without care, then, we were immortal... We left those lands for the world where time dwells, dancing, that we might see the passage of the sun and the growing of the world. Here we may die, and where we can fall, and here King ___ has stopped his dancing.

All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night's black spell on darkness, beguiling

A lamp cannot play the role of the Sun and the Sun cannot play the role of a lamp.

Some folks call her a runaway. A failure in the race. But she knows where her ticket takes her. She will find her place in the sun

P—Jamie!” I called. He waded back toward me. “I’m starting to think my name is Pajamie.” “Your name should be Pajerky. You said it wasn’t deep.” “Pajerky?” He gave me a skeptical look. “That’s Pathetic.” “We’ll see how smug you are once I’m on dry land.

Every time I looked at the sky and at my watch, that monster was still up there.

We are the flowers that make up the Creator's vast and beautiful garden.

I have something to fight for and live for; that makes me a better killer. I've got what amounts to a religion now. It's learning how to breathe all over again. And how to lie in the sun getting a tan, letting the sun work into you. And how to hear music and how to read a book. What does your civilization offer?

CIRCLES OF LIFEEverythingTurns,Rotates,Spins,Circles,Loops,Pulsates,Resonates,AndRepeats.CirclesOf life,Born fromPulsesOf light,VibrateToBreathe,WhileSpiralingOutwardsForInfinityThroughThe lensOf time,And intoA seaOf starsAndLucidDreams.Poetry by Suzy Kassem

The Sage's Wish: Like Sun, from the East, may you continue to rise, smile and shine.

He looked upwards at the brilliant blue sky. It was high noon because the sun was right overhead. The clouds danced around slowly, while drifting across the sky. He closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the sun glowing orange on his eyelids. It was a wonderful feeling.

What is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?

Live in the shadow of the moon until you're bright enough to give birth to your own suns.

Love is more powerful than even the sun; light can only enter your eyes, but love can enter your soul.

The first time I heard you laugh, I only wanted to say funny things so you would always be laughing. You know what happens to chocolate when you leave it out in the sun? I’m that unfortunate chocolate and you, you are the laughing sun. For this reason, I am offering myself to you not as a martyr or some selfless fool, but as a self-indulgent moth who actively pursues the light without much fear for the flame. The moth who revels in the heat and declares: Burn me.

Water belongs to us all. Nature did not make the sun one person's property, nor air, nor water, cool and clear.

Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

Sun is a cosmic hand which tries to reach you wherever you are!

The sun will rise whether you like it or not, whether you oppose it or not, whether you care about it or not! Some things will happen whatever you think and whatever you feel about them!

Universe is the Sun watching its own self.

Love is like is like the setting sunafter shining brightly, it dips steadilytill it disappears...only to resurface another day.

Be the celebrators, celebrate! Already there is too much—the flowers have bloomed, the birds are singing, the sun is there in the sky—celebrate it! You are breathing and you are alive and you have consciousness, celebrate it!

He stepped down, avoiding any long look at her as one avoids long looks at the sun, but seeing her as one sees the sun, without looking.

I’m in no hurry. What for?The sun and moon aren’t in a hurry: they’re right.Hurrying is believing people can get past their legs,Or that, jumping, they can land past their shadow.No; I don’t know how to hurry.

i like your embraces because the vertigo smells like the sun.

Look at the sun! It’s dry, it’s dead, it needs a drink, it wants blood! And I’ll give it blood!

When the sun goes out, it will be your love that keeps we warm.

... on the lawn one late summer day, her pale hair tangled because she'd cry if anyone tried to brush it, spinning around and around until she got so dizzy she fell in a pile of bare feet and dandelions and sundress.

The sun is intelligent because it never rises too early, and wise because it never sets too late.

Don't look at the sun, but rather what it illuminates.

Up then, fair phoenix bride, frustrate the sun;Thyself from thine affectionTakest warmth enough, and from thine eyeAll lesser birds will take their jollity.Up, up, fair bride, and callThy stars from out their several boxes, takeThy rubies, pearls, and diamonds forth, and makeThyself a constellation of them all;And by their blazing signifyThat a great princess falls, but doth not die.Be thou a new star, that to us portendsEnds of much wonder; and be thou those ends.

From the darkness we become stars, we behold the misery and mystery from the worlds we possess and build up fire from the glow and coils of our black souls, the Sun.

There are no mighty mountains for the universe, because there are no mountains for the universe, no rivers, no sun and no clouds! There is only universe for the universe, just a single entity!

since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light

Be like the sun; warm to everyone, even your enemies.

A society must create lots of sunshine for its miners as they need the sun most! And ‘to be remembered, to be respected’ is a good sunshine; ‘safety in the mine’ is a good sunshine!

Every time you shudder from the cold or wrap yourself more tightly in your furs, it reminds me that somewhere, the sun shines more brightly than it does here. You carry it in your skin.

They sat on the boarding house porch and saw the sun plunge into the same crack in the earth from which the night emerged.

Six Mudras are to be practised daily for 10 minutes.They are Jnana,Prithvi,Apana,Prana,Dhyana and ShoonyaVayu-by which health is enhanced and diseases can be prevented.

Do you see that out there? The strange, unfamiliar light? It's called the sun. Let's go get us a little.

I am tired of having handsshe saidI want wings —But what will you do without your handsto be human?I am tired of humanshe saidI want to live on the sun —

For a cheerful mind, sun never sets; for a cheerless mind, sun never rises!

ADIEUThe glimmer farther away than the head The heart-skip On the slope where the air rolls its voice The spokes of the wheel the sun in the rut At the crossroads near the embankment a prayer Some words that are not heard Nearer the sky And on its steps the last square of light("Adieu")