Sunset Quote by P.W. Catanese Download Open image ““The sun was extinguishing itself on the watery horizon.”” — P.W. Catanese ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Sunset
“A blinding sunlight drowned all this at times in a sudden recrudescence of glare.” — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“The sun still, surprisingly, came up and shone down onto the cold, metal leftovers. No loud noises. No screams. No breaking glass. Just silence… — pleasefindthis Copy Share Image
“There had to be the dark and muddy waters so that the sun could have something to background its flashing glory. a” — Betty Smith Copy Share Image
“About noon, as nearly as we could guess, our attention was again arrested by the appearance of the sun. It gave out no light, properly so called, but a dull and sudden glow without reflection, as if all its rays were polarized. Just before sinking within the turgid sea, its central fires suddenly went out, as if hurriedly extinguished by… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share
“Then, with a stately leap, the sun bounded into the sky, and the whole, messy, beautiful, broken world was stained with fire.” — Kate Constable Copy Share Image
“I haven't been around here for long. Well... actually, I haven't been around anywhere for long. I don't know who I am, or what… — P.W. Catanese Copy Share Image
Enjoy yourselves. And Hap: Don't let Umber near the arrows and bows; he's liable to shoot himself in the nose." Dodd grinned and snapped… — P.W. Catanese Copy Share Image
“A long time ago a boy climbed a beanstalk, and he came down a thief. Now a thief is climbing a beanstalk. And who… — P.W. Catanese Copy Share Image
“Hap sighed. If he could change one thing about Umber-besides his constant need for the thrill of exploration-it would be his obsession with secrets… — P.W. Catanese Copy Share Image
“They didn't come to crush the city. They came to crush the hubris of its king." "That must have hurt," Oates said. Umber pinched… — P.W. Catanese Copy Share Image
The worm hissed. "You said it couldn't see!" shouted Oates, forgetting Umber's instruction to be silent. He shook a fist. "We all heard it,… — P.W. Catanese Copy Share Image
Once an idea is out and about, it can't be called back, silenced or erased. You can't contain it, any more than you could… — P.W. Catanese Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
It was no accident, no coincidence, that the seasons came round and round year after year. It was the Lord speaking to us all… — Francine Rivers Copy Share Image
The sacred lamp of day Now dipt in Western clouds his parting day. — William Falconer Copy Share Image
The sun, a red wheel, was sinking slowly in the west. Besides being spectacularly beautiful, the early-summer sunset was exceedingly soft and gentle: black… — Mo Yan Copy Share Image
If you like I'll be furious flesh elemental, or- changing to tones that the sunset arouses- if you like- I'll be extraordinary gentle, not… — Vladimir Mayakovsky Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
I love going to the beach and just sitting and watching the sunset by myself. — Tayshia Adams Copy Share Image
The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It's a long, slow sunset for ink-on-paper magazines, but sunsets can produce vast sums of money. — Felix Dennis Copy Share Image
Sensual pleasures have the fleeting brilliance of a comet; a happy marriage has the tranquillity of a lovely sunset. — Ann Landers Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
