Sunsets Quote by J.M. Coetzee

It is sometimes said that scientists are unromantic, that their passion to figure out robs the world of beauty and mystery. But is it…

— Carl Sagan

“]Sardis often turning her thoughts here ] you like a goddess and in your song most of all she rejoiced. But now she is…

— Sappho

“I liked my books and clouds and sunsets.”

— Susan Eloïse Hinton

“And then Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun. Then,…

— Stephen Chbosky

As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you…

— Jean Rhys

We recognize that we cannot survive on meditation, poems and sunsets. We are restless. We have an irresistible urge to dip our hands into…

— Samuel Florman

Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sensual pleasures have the fleeting brilliance of a comet; a happy marriage has the tranquillity of a lovely sunset.

— Ann Landers

It's a long, slow sunset for ink-on-paper magazines, but sunsets can produce vast sums of money.

— Felix Dennis

The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

I love going to the beach and just sitting and watching the sunset by myself.

— Tayshia Adams

Figures dark beneath their loads pass down the far bank of the river, rendered immortal by the streak of sunset upon their shoulders

— Peter Matthiessen

The world is a dream, you say, and it’s lovely, sometimes. Sunset. Clouds. Sky.” “No. The image is a dream. The beauty is real.…

— Richard Bach

“Sooner or later, however, we must realise there is no station in this life, no one earthly place to arrive once and for all.…

— Robert Hastings

“Grass: I live in a great steel tower that reflects the blazing sun. People catch fire just walking by. The more bodies that pile…

— Don DeLillo