Moon Quote by Marie Darrieussecq

“The sky had cleared, and now the sun was overhead, already baking the wet ground so that you could see the humidity drifting lazily…

— John Grisham

“Rising Sun jostles hard to evaporate doom filled clouds;hovering ancient land.”

— Aniruddha Sastikar

“Mist swirled and spun, like monochrome paints running together on a canvas. Light died in the west, and night came of age.”

— Brandon Sanderson

“Things stood still, not a leaf trembled on the branches, while the sky slowly lost its color and became an expanse that looked like…

— Ayn Rand

“Through the open curtains, the sunbeams danced in the crisp morning air, little grains of dust as their partners. But the world had been…

— Konstantina P

“CLOUDS SPILLED DOWN FROM THE SKY AND swamped the streets with a hot mist that made the thermometers on the walls perspire. Halfway through”

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

“The panes streamed with rain, and the short street he looked down into lay wet and empty, as if swept clear suddenly by a…

— Joseph Conrad

“the fog was fog and yet was not fog. it was liquid and solid, then gas, then a roiling putrescence expanding like a balloon…

— Tim Curran

“And at last, in its curved and imperceptible fall, the sun sank low, and from glowing white changed to a dull red without rays…

— Joseph Conrad

“For a week the sun had been nothing but a puffy, seamless sheet of white, and this Tuesday had begun the same. But as…

— Geoffrey Wood

“The sun was fierce, the land seemed to glisten and drip with steam.”

— Joseph Conrad

“The sun was extinguishing itself on the watery horizon.”

— P.W. Catanese