You bring sunshine into my life! You arent the sun, but youre just as hot. — Azgraybebly Josland Copy Share Image
It's a great day to be alive. I know the sun's still shining when I close my eyes. — Travis Tritt Copy Share Image
I saw the lovely arch Of rainbow span the sky, The gold sun burning As the rain swept by. — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Acts of injustice done Between the setting and the rising sun In history lie like bones, each one. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
No storm can take the sun away. The sun is always shining. You just have to take a walk on the clouds. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“The sun was deaf'nin' so high up, yay, it roared an' time streamed from it.” — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Well, one school of thought says it was actually cool then because the sun was much weaker.’ (I later learned that biologists,… — Bill Bryson Copy Share Image
The soul is indestructible and its activity will continue through eternity. It is like the sun, which, to our eyes, seems to… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
So I just let go with one hand, and just sort of swung around, looked at the Earth below and the black… — Rusty Schweickart Copy Share Image
“The sun now radiated all around me and the magnificent palace that lay before me glittered invitingly. Which reminded me of another… — Jessie Harrell Copy Share Image
“My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me,… — Elizabeth I Copy Share Image
The body is like a car: the older you become the more care you have to take care of it - and… — Joan Collins Copy Share Image
You've got to be a right grouch to hate holidays, but one thing I do hate is the old towel on the… — Gareth Thomas Copy Share Image
He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Like the brief doomed flare of exploding suns that registers dimly on blind men's eyes, the beginning of the horror passed almost… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
Books, books, books had found the secret of a garret-room piled high with cases in my father's name; Piled high, packed large,… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Today, she is standing at the top of a mountain and appreciating the majestic panoramic view of mesmerizing Himalaya. As a kid,… — Ashish Bhardwaj Copy Share Image
“winter morning sun that came from beneath the wooden blinds and marked the new day. Another day. She grew giddy with laughter,… — Alice McDermott Copy Share Image
“Dark hills at evening in the west, Where sunset hovers like a sound Of golden horns that sang to rest Old bones… — Edwin Arlington Robinson Copy Share Image
Who wants to die? Everything struggles to live. Look at that tree growing up there out of that grating. It gets no… — Betty Smith Copy Share Image
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-- And… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
