Sun Quotes
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Virtue could see to do what Virtue would by her own radiant light, though sun and moon where in the flat sea sunk.
John Milton
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The sun in my life, it is gone, it is gone
Adam Hills
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Nature chose for a tool, not the earthquake or lightning to rend and split asunder, not the stormy torrent or eroding rain, but the tender snow-flowers noiselessly falling through unnumbered centuries, the offspring of the sun and sea.
John Muir
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Global warming is a scientific fact as much as the hole in the ozone layer or Earth's orbit around the sun.
Johan Rockstrom
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
Arthur Rimbaud
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The sun is the most important thing in everybody's life, whether you're a plant, an animal or a fish, and we take it for granted.
Danny Boyle
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There was a tear running down his cheek. It seemed like a river in the light of the setting sun.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
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If you seek Him, God can raise you up, and replace the darkness of the ocean, with the light of His Sun.
Yasmin Mogahed
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Take rainwater kept for several years, and mix a sextarius of this water with a pound of honey The whole is exposed to the sun for 40 days, and then left on a shelf near the fire. If you have no rain water, then boil spring water.
Columella
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Because Christian morality leaves animals out of account, they are at once outlawed in philosophical morals; they are mere 'things,' mere means to any ends whatsoever. They can therefore be used for vivisection, hunting, coursing, bullfights, and horse racing, and can be whipped to death as they struggle along with heavy carts of stone. Shame on such a morality that is worthy of pariahs, and that fails to recognize the eternal essence that exists in every living thing, and shines forth with inscrutable significance from all eyes that see the sun!
Arthur Schopenhauer
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Now India is a place beyond all others where one must not take things too seriously—the midday sun always excepted.
Rudyard Kipling
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If they had said that the sun or the moon had gone out of the heavens, it could not have struck me with the idea of a more awful and dreary blank in creation than the words: 'Byron is dead!'
Jane Welsh Carlyle