Sun Quotes
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High in the heavens I saw the moon this morning, Albeit the sun shone bright; Unto my soul it spoke, in voice of warning, "Remember Night!"
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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If you have been given a talent, exercise it freely and happily like the sun: give everyone from your splendour.
Paracelsus
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The magnificent cosmos is a palace that has the sun and the moon as its lamps and the stars as its candles; time is like a rope or ribbon hung within it, on to which the Glorious Creator each year threads a new world.
Said Nursi
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I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person. There was such a glory over everything. The sun came up like gold through the trees, and I felt like I was in heaven.
Harriet Tubman
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He walks away,The sun goes down,He takes the day but I'm grownAnd in your way,In this blue shadeMy tears dry on their own.
Amy Winehouse
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Her grey, sun-strained eyes stared straight ahead, but she had deliberately shifted our relations, and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires, and I knew that first I had to get myself definitely out of that tangle back home.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul.
Alfred Austin
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The fact is, you don't know what directing is until the sun is setting and you've got to get five shots and you're only going to get two.
David Fincher
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To wake up when the sun comes up and enjoy that and then, when the sun goes down, to have a nice property or house where I could watch it on my porch when I'm older. It would be peaceful.
Zack Greinke
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I couldn't get that same feeling during the day, with my hands in dirty dish water and the hard sun showing up the dirtiness on the roof tops. And after a time, even at night, the feeling of God didn't last.
Frances Farmer
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Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, not as in the bud of the spring, but as the sun at noon to illustrate all shadows, as the sheaves in harvest, to fill all penuries, all occasions invite his mercies, and all times are his seasons.
John Donne
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Maybe you ride a different wave. Maybe you catch another ray of the sun That I've just begun to feel.
Edie Brickell
