Quote by Dylan Thomas Download Open image ““before you let the sun in, mind he wipes his shoes.”” — Dylan Thomas ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“You can never outrace the sun, he finally understood. No matter where you are in this world, the sun has already set.” — Chris Cole Copy Share Image
“I looked at him as you peer down at a man who is lying at the bottom of a precipice where the sun never… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“He knows he is my sun, but when he chooses to withhold his light, he would have my sky to be all darkness.” — Anne Brontë Copy Share Image
“Yes, my brief time in the sun. Only, I don’t need the sun when I have you.” — Darcy Burke Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I stand in the grass barefooted and let the Earth heal me.” — Christophe Barton Copy Share Image
“For tonight, until the sun came up and the suitcases were packed, he was mine.” — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“You think the sun rises over his left shoulder, but he's only standing there to eclipse the light.” — Ann Redisch Stampler Copy Share Image
I liked the taste of beer, its live, white lather, its brass-bright depths, the sudden world through the wet-brown walls of the glass, the… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright. — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
“Thousands of miles,' I said. It's Rhosilli, USA. We're going to camp on a bit of rock that wobbles in the winds.” — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
I hold a beast, an angel, and a madman in me, and my enquiry is as to their working, and my problem is their… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Youth calls to age across the tired years: 'What have you found,' he cries, 'what have you sought?" 'What have you found,' age answers… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Do not go gentle into that goodnight, rage, rage against the dying of the light. — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
A born writer is born scrofulous; his career is an accident dictated by physical or circumstantial disabilities. — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Rhianon, he said, hold my hand, Rhianon. She did not hear him, but stood over his bed and fixed him with an unbroken sorrow.… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
I know in London a Welsh hairdresser who has striven so vehemently to abolish his accent that he sounds like a man speaking with… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Dark is a way and light is a place, Heaven that never was Nor will be ever is always true "Poem on His Birthday — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
