Historical fiction Quote by Marsha Ward

“The sunset was that long, achingly beautiful balance of stillness in which the sun seemed to hover like a red balloon above the western…

— Dan Simmons

I remarked constantly, just at sunset, in these latitudes, that the eastern horizon was brilliantly illuminated with a kind of mock sunset. This in…

— George Grey

The view of sunset

— Anonymous

“The sun had burned through and the day had gone from dull to dazzling, yet in the west blask-satin thunderheads continued to stack up.…

— Stephen King

“It wasn't a pretty sunset. The colors were as expected: violet clouds, bright orange and pink underneath, against the pale blue sky. But the…

— Jennifer Echols

“Holy shit.” This is the kind of sunset you hardly see any more, a 19th-century wilderness sunset, a few of which got set down,…

— Thomas Pynchon

“The sun, sides bulging, squashed itself between two hills. It sent up a flare of golden light. The sky, patterned with a million tiny…

— Karen Foxlee

“Nightfall was approaching, the light pouring away past the world’s horizon in a gradually darkening cascade.”

— Obie Williams

“Everyone was pointing upward at the sky, which was turning into a symphony of color. First, orange streaks appeared in the blue, like an…

— Kass Morgan

Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon Like a magician extended his golden want o'er the landscape; Trinkling vapors arose; and…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“The light which still shone was derived mainly from a large hole in the western bank of cloud; it was like a piece of…

— Thomas Hardy

On the morrow the horizon was covered with clouds- a thick and impenetrable curtain between earth and sky, which unhappily extended as far as…

— Jules Verne