Airy Quote by Hans Børli

Night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir tree.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

The sun comes up each day.

— Danny Gokey

As I age in the world it will rise and spread, and be for this place horizon and orison, the voice of its winds.…

— Wendell Berry

“But what after all is one night? A short space, especially when the darkness dims so soon, and so soon a bird sings, a…

— Virginia Woolf

“It was one of those bitter mornings when the whole of nature is shiny, brittle, and hard, like crystal. The trees, decked out in…

— Guy de Maupassant

“Now the day is done, Now the shepherd sun Drives his white flocks from the sky; Now the flowers rest On their mother's breast,…

— Louisa May Alcott

“I watch the sky progress through its morning paces, the light turning from rose to saffron as the sun ascends, its rays like ribbons…

— Lauren Slater

“A vast field opened like a blossoming tulip, flowers blooming in the rippling airs of spring. High and frothy trees hugged air and sun…

— Paul Andreas Wunderlich

“The sun in its slow descent filtered great cathedral-moats of gold through latticed boughs of pine and birch and maple. It was that time…

— Dalton Trumbo

“The first light on the roof outside; very early morning. The leaves on all the trees tremble with a soft awakening to any breeze…

— Ray Bradbury

“The only clouds are pale and thin, hung as high as they can manage, like cobwebs in the high arches of a stairwell, and…

— Jon McGregor

“Bed in Summer In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I have to…

— Robert Louis Stevenson