Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear…

I am a moonbeam, free to go whenever I choose.

— Marina Tsvetaeva

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay And when…

— Suzanne Collins

The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats though unseen among us; visiting This various world with as inconstant wing As summer winds that…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

“Those memories were still there, and tonight, he sat searching for them, just like always, grabbing at moonbeams. Every once in a while he…

— Fannie Flagg

Love's stories written in love's richest books. To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.

— William Shakespeare

The Tea Baggers, they're not a movement, they're a cult… Cults tend to populate from within, encouraging members to have huge broods of children…

— Bill Maher

Do you recall that night in June Upon the Danube River; We listened to the landler-tune, We watched the moonbeams quiver.

— Charles Hamilton Aide

Nature is beautiful, and you are in her bosom. That voice of comfort which speaks in the breezes of morning, may visit your mind,…

— Humphry Davy

While Maddox now believed the demon did not want to hurt Ashlyn, he wasn't willing to take a chance. He would talk about flowers…

— Gena Showalter

There are all sorts of theories and ideas about what constitutes a good opening line. It's tricky thing, and tough to talk about because…

— Stephen King

Now come the whispers bearing bouquets of moonbeams and sunlight tremblings.

— Aberjhani

“If you could, would you ask For moonbeams in a heart of glass? For sun rays on the silver sea? Or would you ask…

— sarah ockler

I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven and if the wicked man in there had not…

— Emily Bronte

Baby's fishing for a dream, fishing near and far. His line a silver moonbeam is, his bait a silver star.

— Alice Riley

He knows well the evening star, and once when he awoke, in a most distressful mood (some inward pain had made up that strange…

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge