Sunsets Quote by Cassandra Clare

Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon Like a magician extended his golden want o'er the landscape; Trinkling vapors arose; and…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“As moonlight unto sunlight is that desert sage to other greens.”

— Wallace Stegner

“The sunset was that long, achingly beautiful balance of stillness in which the sun seemed to hover like a red balloon above the western…

— Dan Simmons

“Holy shit.” This is the kind of sunset you hardly see any more, a 19th-century wilderness sunset, a few of which got set down,…

— Thomas Pynchon

“Sunset encroached upon daylight like a powder burst from the mouth of a crimson cannon—orange and gold ribbons shot forth to wage a battle…

— Marsha Ward

“The cold wind blew unceasingly from the north: a violent wind, a merciless wind, a wind that crept inside your ears and pressed hard…

— John Forrester

“Beautiful surroundings, the society of learned men, the charm of noble women, the graces of art, could not make up for the loss of…

— Willa Cather

“A lofty breeze rushed by, threatening to brush him over the ridge. He looked with hardened eyes off into the East as the first…

— Evan Grinde

“at first when the rain fell from the sky so wide and deep it smelled like sage, my favorite smell I went up on…

— Ally Condie

“The sun, like a golden knife, was steadily paring away the edge of the shade beside the walls.The streets were enclosed between old, whitewashed…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“The day had begun sombrely in grey cloud and mist, but had ended in a pomp of scarlet and gold. Over the western hills…

— L.M. Montgomery

“It was a gracious evening, full of delectable lights and shadows. In the west was a sky of mackerel clouds-crimson and amber-tinted, with long…

— L.M. Montgomery