Quote by E.M. Forster

“it was such a lovely night. The moon was round and large, framed perfectly between the buildings like the main character in her own…

— Ashley Poston

“The moon blows kisses to the evening primrose”

— Richard L. Ratliff

“The sky was a pretty canvas of blushing oranges, electric pinks, deep blues and vibrant purples as the sun made way for the moon.”

— A.Z. Green

“And each night in bed I thought of her as the moon came through my window. I could have lowered my shade to make…

— Jerry Spinelli

“THE MOON was but a chin of gold A night or two ago, And now she turns her perfect face Upon the world below.…

— Emily Dickinson

“And all the sky was teeming and tearing along, a vast disorder of flying shapes and darkness and ragged fumes of light and a…

— D.H. Lawrence

“It was a moonless night, although the cloudless sky was ablaze with stars. Whatever the circumstances, she always found the starlit night sky profoundly…

— Alan McCluskey

“...she could not think of what had happened to her that day, or of what might happen that night. Instead, she watched the lamplighters…

— Galen M. Beckett

“The wind played in her hair. The moon looked down from its throne in the royal purple sky and smiled at her. The night…

— Thea Harrison

“If most of the time I felt like Jane Eyre, with “features so irregular and so marked… poor, obscure, plain, and little,” now I…

— Laurel Osterkamp

“It was a dark night, though the full moon rose as I left the enclosed lands, and passed out upon the marshes. Beyond their…

— Charles Dickens

“She stood naked on the edge of a cliff, towering over a gray ocean, waves crashing below as wind whistled through the forest behind…

— B.C. Burgess