…when the dying sun bled the blue sky orange.

“The sun had bled away every smell and left nothing.”

— Stephen King

“The ocean to my right was maroon, the sky above it silver. There were sand trails through the thick purple ice plant that grew…

— Andre Dubus III

The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies, With the dying sun.

— Anonymous

This is written in the elder days as the Earth rides close to the rim of eternity, edging nearer to the dying Sun, into…

— Clifford D. Simak

“And it came to me that these trees had been hardly smaller when I was yet unborn, and had stood as they stood now…

— Gene Wolfe

The dying sun will glow on you without burning, as it has done today.

— Carlos Castaneda

“Did I not give you this mini birth and death of sun everyday on the large screen of sky? And did I not make…

— Jarem Sawatsky

This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun.

— Mitch Albom

“Amid all that blood of the dying sun, the verde was still alive.”

— Alaya Dawn Johnson

I think the seventies caught the last red rays of the dying sun of this innocence, but were already a little cold and drab.

— Quentin S. Crisp

The dying sun will glow on you without burning, as it has done today. The wind will be soft and mellow and your hilltop…

— Carlos Castaneda

“It wasn't a pretty sunset. The colors were as expected: violet clouds, bright orange and pink underneath, against the pale blue sky. But the…

— Jennifer Echols

“I had to get out. Move. I ran through neighborhoods, other lives, other worlds. Solipsism. A man on his lawn mower. Green and yellow.…

— Jerry Spinelli

The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.

— Frederic Lawrence Knowles

Summer explodes into Portland. In early June the heat was there but not the color--the green were still pale and tentative, the morning had…

— Lauren Oliver