Even as a child, she had preferred night to day, had enjoyed sitting out in the yard after sunset, under the star-speckled… — Dean Koontz Copy Share Image
“I gaze out at the glittering sea, the breathtaking sky above it, and think of birds and the moment before the fall,… — hannah harrington Copy Share Image
“I am supposed to be helping her prepare for the GRE. Instead, we spend most of the time talking about color. The… — Weike Wang Copy Share Image
“Lovingly, yet sadly withal, does our evening sky bend over and meet the earth in the distance. It casts a mournful light… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“It seems to me that we all look at Nature too much, and live with her too little. I discern great sanity… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
It is always there, of course, when you come back from the green world. You have been living by sunrise and sunset,… — Colin Fletcher Copy Share Image
“It seems impossible that I should be born to get so near to some things which touch the deepest strings of human… — Wallace E. Baker Copy Share Image
Of course, it’s true that sometimes the pink at sunrise somehow seems brighter than the pink at sunset, and that when you’re… — Banana Yoshimoto Copy Share Image
“Holy shit.” This is the kind of sunset you hardly see any more, a 19th-century wilderness sunset, a few of which got… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
I've never really thought about it before, but it's a miracle how many kinds of light there are in the world, how… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Anything is better than the silence when she answered to hands gesturing and was indifferent to the movement of lips. When she… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“As the sun disappeared below the horizon and its glare no longer reflected off a glassy sea, I thought of how beautiful… — Eugene B. Sledge Copy Share Image
“As surely as the sunset in my latest November shall translate me to the ethereal world, and remind me of the ruddy… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Until three weeks before,Lu Xin had lived on her family's millet farm on the banks of the Huan River. Passing through her… — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
“They watched the turning colors of the sky until they faded to gray. 'Are the sunsets in Africa as beautiful?' Felicity asked.… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share Image
“When it comes to the nitty-gritty, what ties these threads of biblical narrative together into a revelation of God's love is that… — kathleen norris Copy Share Image
“He watched the sun rise beyond the grape arbor. In the thin golden light the young leaves and tendrils of the Scuppernong… — Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings Copy Share Image
“During the next few years I wrote a series of Martian pensées, Shakespearean "asides," wandering thoughts, long night visions, predawn half-dreams. The… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Pirate and Osbie Feel are leaning on their roof-ledge, a magnificent sunset across and up the winding river, the imperial serpant, crowds… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“It was an unusual sunset. Having sat behind opaque drapery all day, I had not realized that a storm was pushing in… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“Think of the long trip home. Should we have stayed at home and thought of here? Where should we be today? Is… — Elizabeth Bishop Copy Share Image
When you are a young person, you are like a young creek, and you meet many rocks, many obstacles and difficulties on… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The day had begun sombrely in grey cloud and mist, but had ended in a pomp of scarlet and gold. Over the… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“...what goes on inside believers is mysterious. So far as it can be guessed at - if for some reason you wanted… — Francis Spufford Copy Share Image
This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky as… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“As it peaks over the horizon, does not a sunrise whisper the opportunity to try again. And if the day passes and… — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
“He lifted one bottle into the light. " 'GREEN DUSK FOR DREAMING BRAND PUREE NORTHERN AIR,' " he read. " 'Derived from… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“We can’t fully appreciate a picturesque sunset if we’re wishing it would never rain again. We can’t fully enjoy a moment of… — Lori Deschene Copy Share Image
When drawing the sun, try to have on hand colored paper, chalk, felt-tip markers, crayons, pencils, ball point pens. You can draw… — Bruno Munari Copy Share Image
“They captured in their ramble all the mysteries and magics of a March evening. Very still and mild it was, wrapped in… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
Watching sunrise and sunset from space, which is a beautiful sight, has been a personal privilege I have attained while being there.… — Rakesh Sharma Copy Share Image
A surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Because we were orbiting the earth faster than earth spins on its axis, we went around the earth 16 times a day,… — Helen Sharman Copy Share Image
“I must say that the charm of the Arctic, its infinite diversity, its aloofness from the rest of the world, made it… — Louise Arner Boyd Copy Share Image
“As we drew nearer we could see that the three men fishing seemed old and solemn-looking men. They sat on three chairs… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
“They say you never forget your first glimpse of Gehenna. Over the tall buildings the sky swirls with orange and red, true… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
“I climbed the hill of firs and looked down over the fields of mist and silver in the moonlight. The shadows of… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“I went for walks across the fields in my cozy, cotton-knit shirt, my worn out jeans, and my cowboy boots. I would… — James Russell Lingerfelt Copy Share Image
We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another, and no sunrise finds us where left… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
