“In the dug-out, on the bench. The Anfield bench. Bill stared out at the players of Liverpool Football Club on the pitch.… — David Peace Copy Share Image
Take note, theologians, that in your desire to make matters of faith out of propositions relating to the fixity of sun and… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
Eventually, the Sun will swell to occupy the entire sky as its expansion subsumes the orbit of earth. Earth's surface temperature will… — Neil deGrasse Tyson Copy Share Image
[Jesus] teaches that just as the sun gives light to both wicked and good, and the rain brings nourishment to righteous and… — Stephen Mitchell Copy Share Image
There is nothing more mysterious than blood. Paracelsus considered it a condensation of light. I believe that the Aryan, Hyperborean blood is… — Miguel Serrano Copy Share Image
Soon I will fade away into the prevailing mist of love and regret… soon, I will be the gold of the evening… — Kevin Knight Copy Share Image
There will be times when it seems like everything that could possibly go wrong is going wrong. And you might feel like… — Melchor Lim Copy Share Image
Monotheistic religions alone furnish the spectacle of religious wars, religious persecutions, heretical tribunals, that breaking of idols and destruction of images of… — Arthur Schopenhauer Copy Share Image
But the sun itself, however beneficent, generally, was less kind to Coketown than hard frost, and rarely looked intently into any of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Since stars appear to be suns, and suns, according to the common opinion, are bodies that serve to enlighten, warm, and sustain… — William Herschel Copy Share Image
We have to stop meeting like this." And that was the truest thing ever spoke. I needed to stop staring at his… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
I had been educated in the rhythms of the mountain, rhythms in which change was never fundamental, only cyclical. The same sun… — Tara Westover Copy Share Image
I don't feel anything about it. I really like "Staring at the Sun" - I like that song a lot. I haven't… — Justin Vernon Copy Share Image
“I glanced over his shoulder to get a look at his latest drawing. A wolf and a coyote stood side by side… — Rose Christo Copy Share Image
For life is the best thing we have in this existence. And if we should desire to believe in something, it should… — Patti Smith Copy Share Image
The switch had two settings. You could either turn it to AUTO, in which case the awning lowered itself whenever the sun… — Douglas Adams Copy Share Image
Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world But those who slide along the grassy sod, And sting the luckless foot… — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
“Sunlight streamed in a steady flow, casting flecks of gold onto the floor, bathing my skin. I inhaled deeply. Already, the air… — Erica Sehyun Song Copy Share Image
“Wanasayansi wana uwezo wa kupeleleza hadi kipindi cha karne ya kwanza ambapo Yesu aliishi, alikufa, alifufuka na alipaa kwenda mbinguni, na wana… — Enock Maregesi Copy Share Image
“The wolf howled under the leaves As he spat out the bright feathers Of his feast of fowl: Like him, I devour… — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
A wind blew, and the sand around his drawing scattered. He wrapped his fingers inside his wife's, and Father Time rekindled a… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
Oh, what a catastrophe, what a maiming of love when it was made personal, merely personal feeling. This is what is the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Just as no one knows why the sun rises every morning, so is Faking Smart! an enigma that has grasped the imagination… — Martin Fossum Copy Share Image
Because Christian morality leaves animals out of account, they are at once outlawed in philosophical morals; they are mere 'things,' mere means… — Arthur Schopenhauer Copy Share Image
I don't want people to say, 'So, what do you think about that Cher?' and for them to reply, 'She's okay.' Okay… — Cher Lloyd Copy Share Image
Night was falling. Birds were singing. Birds were, it occurred to me to say, enacting a frantic celebration of day's end. They… — George Saunders Copy Share Image
Previously, even in Egypt, men had not learned to see straight. They fumbled in the dark, and didn't quite know where they… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
God's beneficence streams out from the morning sun, and his love looks down upon us from the starry eyes of midnight. It… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Just relax. When I was younger, I made myself the victim of catastrophic thinking. Anything that went wrong was the end of… — Gabourey Sidibe Copy Share Image
I first saw the ocean as a kid. We would drive from Arizona in the summer and arrive as the sun was… — Ted Danson Copy Share Image
The main thing is, and of course this is a pedant talking, we should start our education on these issues in kindergarten.… — Paul R. Ehrlich Copy Share Image
“Kay sat gazing out the window of her bedroom, trying to understand the mesmerizing blue of the sky overhead. She was sure… — Delora Dennis Copy Share Image
Every day after lunch when I was writing my first book, I'd nibble a square of fine chocolate and meditate on all… — Laura Hillenbrand Copy Share Image
“I’m Going Back to Minnesota Where Sadness Makes Sense" O California, don’t you know the sun is only a god if you… — Danez Smith Copy Share Image
No one was ever good enough for anybody's precious sons. No one ever called daughters precious, and why was that? Things had… — Melissa de la Cruz Copy Share Image
Amid the gray, an incongruous band of daytime blue asserts itself. To the west, a pink sun already begins its descent. The… — Jhumpa Lahiri Copy Share Image
I am strongly of the opinion that, after the age of twenty-one, a man ought not to be out of bed and… — P. G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty, The violet and purple morn with just-felt breezes, The gentle soft-born measureless light,… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
My once-keen analytical mind has become so dulled by endless hours of baking in the hot sun, thrashing about in tight chimneys,… — Warren G. Harding Copy Share Image
“Do you remember how the sun, set On the occasion, we last conversed? First, it hid behind some lousy clouds As I… — Zubair Ahsan Copy Share Image