Sun Quotes

1. "Therefore, since the world has stillMuch good, but much less good than ill,And while the sun and moon endureLuck's a chance, but trouble's sure,I'd face it as a wise man would,And train for ill and not for good."
Author: A.E. Housman

2. "Oh what a wonderful soul so bright inside you. Got power to heal the sun's broken heart, power to restore the moon's vision too."
Author: Aberjhani

3. "Dulu kami tidak takut bermimpi, walau sejujurnya juga tidak tahu bagaimana merealisasikannya. Tapi lihatlah hari ini. Setelah kami mengerahkan segala ikhtiar dan menggenapkan dengan doa, Tuhan mengirim benua impian ke pelukan masing-masing. Kun fayakun, maka semula awan impian, kini hidup yang nyata. Kami berenam telah berada di lima negara yang berbeda. Di lima menara impian kami. Jangan pernah remehkan impian, walau setinggi apapun. Tuhan sungguh Maha Mendengar"
Author: Ahmad Fuadi

4. "I got a call on a Sunday. 'Do you want to do 'The Godfather?'' I thought they were kidding me, right? I said, 'Yes, of course, I love that book' - which I had never read."
Author: Albert S. Ruddy

5. "The night is full of mystery. Even when the moon is brightest, secrets hide everywhere. Then the sun rises and its rays cast so many shadows that the day creates more illusion than all the veiled truth of the night."
Author: Amelia Atwater Rhodes

6. "The women advised long walks. They told the wife to watch the sun rise and set, to look for solace in the natural world, though they admitted there was no comfort to be found in the world and they would all be fools to expect it."
Author: Amy Hempel

7. "Your people eat dry and tasteless flesh but it is off plates as smooth as ivory and as round as the sun."
Author: C.S. Lewis

8. "Sunday evenings often feel like the weekend is over before it's even begun."
Author: Catherine McCormack

9. "Try the meditation of the trail, just walk along looking at the trail at your feet and don't look about and just fall into a trance as the ground zips by," Kerouac wrote. "Trails are like that: you're floating along in a Shakespearean Arden paradise and expect to see nymphs and fluteboys, then suddenly you're struggling in a hot broiling sun of hell in dust and nettles and poison oak… just like life."
Author: Christopher McDougall

10. "Pensamos que somos las víctimas del tiempo. En realidad la vía del mundo no es fijada en ningún lugar. Cómo sería posible? Nosotros mismos somos nuestra propria jornada. Y por eso somos el tiempo también. Somos lo mismo. Fugitivo. Inescrutable. Desapíadado. (Noi credem ca suntem victime ale timpului. In realitate, insa, viata lumii nu se stabileste nicaieri. Cum ar putea? Noi insine suntem propria noastra calatorie. Si deci suntem timpul insusi. Suntem exact ca el. Efemeri. De neinteles. Fara mila.)"
Author: Cormac McCarthy

11. "As though eavesdropping, the whistling wind refuses to speak above a whisper. The winding road is cut into the side of the mountain in such a way that it seems they are not making any progress; the walk down will require endurance. She looks up at the cluster of clouds which have been pencilled in neatly against the sky, and hopes it doesn't rain. It occurs rapidly, a geisha brusquely folding shut her fan; the sun sets, and brilliant darkness replaces light."
Author: Curtis Ackie

12. "Occasionally, very occasionally, say at four o'clock in the afternoon on a wet Sunday, she feels panic-stricken and almost breathless with loneliness. Once or twice she has been known to pick up the phone to check that it isn't broken. Sometimes she thinks how nice it would be to be woken by a call in the night: ‘get in a taxi now' or ‘I need to see you, we need to talk'. But at the best of times she feels like a character in a Muriel Spark novel – independent, bookish, sharp-minded, secretly romantic."
Author: David Nicholls

13. "Sungai menjadi jalan pulangnya ke rumah tak berwadak, tapi ia selalu tahu di mana harus mengetuk pintu"
Author: Dee

14. "Or rather, I dreamed of her constantly, only as absence, not presence: a breeze blowing through a just-vacated house, her handwriting on a notepad, the smell of her perfume, streets in strange lost towns where I knew she'd been walking only a moment before but had just vanished, a shadow moving away against a sunstruck wall. Sometimes I spotted her in a crowd, or in a taxicab pulling away, and these glimpses of her I treasured despite the fact that I was never able to catch up with her."
Author: Donna Tartt

15. "I bless the rising sun each day, and, as before, my heart sings to meet it, but now I love even more its setting, its long slanting rays & the soft tender gentle memories that come with them...'-Father Zossima"
Author: Fyodor Dostoyevsky

16. "The curse that came before history has laid on us all a tendency to be weary of wonders. If we saw the sun for the first time it would be the most fearful and beautiful of meteors. Now that we see it for the hundredth time we call it, in the hideous and blasphemous phrase of Wordsworth, "the light of common day." We are inclined to increase our claims. We are inclined to demand six suns, to demand a blue sun, to demand a green sun. Humility is perpetually putting us back in the primal darkness. There all light is lightning, startling and instantaneous. Until we understand that original dark, in which we have neither sight nor expectation, we can give no hearty and childlike praise to the splendid sensationalism of things."
Author: G.K. Chesterton

17. "The present importance of the Book of Job cannot be expressed adequately even by saying that it is the most interesting of ancient books. We may almost say of the Book of Job that it is the most interesting of modern books. In truth, of course, neither of the two phrases covers the matter, because fundamental human religion and fundamental human irreligion are both at once old and new; philosophy is either eternal or it is not philosophy. The modern habit of saying, 'This is my opinion, but I may be wrong,' is entirely irrational. If I say that it may be wrong I say that is not my opinion. The modern habit of saying 'Every man has a different philosophy; this is my philosophy and its suits me'; the habit of saying this is mere weak-mindedness. A cosmic philosophy is not constructed to fit a man; a cosmic philosophy is constructed to fit a cosmos. A man can no more possess a private religion than he can possess a private sun and moon."
Author: G.K. Chesterton

18. "He blinked at the sun and dreamt that perhaps he might snare it and spare it as it went down to its resting place amidst the distant hills."
Author: H.G. Wells

19. "May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

20. "This is where the story starts, in this threadbare room. The walls are exploding. The windows have turned into telescopes. Moon and stars are magnified in this room. The sun hangs over the mantelpiece. I stretch out my hand and reach the corners of the world. The world is bundled up in this room. Beyond the door, where the river is, where the roads are, we shall be. We can take the world with us when we go and sling the sun under your arm. Hurry now, it's getting late. I don't know if this is a happy ending but here we are let loose in open fields."
Author: Jeanette Winterson

21. "The sun was catching his hair and lighting him up from the outside, and love was lighting him up from the inside."
Author: Jennifer Niven

22. "As a human cohort we are beautiful, yet flawedWe do things that we regret and some that we applaudWhile we're moving on there is no need to become vainLet's enjoy the sun today – tomorrow may bring rain"
Author: Joan Marques

23. "Her plea was the music that the soul could hear at sunrise, if the mind was still enough to hear it."
Author: Joey W. Hill

24. "Eu sunt moartea,restul nu e nimic."
Author: José Saramago

25. "I did not know where I belonged or if there was a place on earth for children who had broken hearts and shattered trustI could not fathom a place where those who were not loved would feel safe from the hands of predators and the leering eyes of those who'd lost a love for innocenceI walked close to walls and never slept, held my breath during long nights of ticking clocks and creaking floors hoping that the monsters in the closet would be too tired to whisper secrets worse than nightmaresuntil a fragment of Truth unlocked the door to a kingdom with air so rarified and pure that demons cannot breathe there and monsters wither in the lightyou do not live in the world it promised you live in the space where God and men do meet, you live in a kingdom undivided, inviolate, a place where you can close your eyes and rest your hopes upon His Love... in this place there is only peace...rest sweet child rest,rest, rest..."
Author: Kate Mullane Robertson

26. "But all that's hugely unlikely -- with the exception of mosquito bites and sunburn. And yet even experienced travelers are still afraid. "What everyone forgets -- even me -- is the people who actually live here. In places like Central America, I mean. Southeast Asia. India. Africa. Millions, even billions, of people, who live out their whole lives in these places -- the places so many people like us fear. Think about it: they ride chicken buses to work every day. Their clothes are always damp. Their whole lives, they never escape the dust and the heat. But they deal with all these discomforts. They have to."So why can't travelers? If we've got the means to get here, we owe it to the country we're visiting not to treat it like an amusement park, sanitized for our comfort. It's insulting to the people who live here. People just trying to have the best lives they can, with the hands they've been dealt."
Author: Kirsten Hubbard

27. "Nothing grows among its pinnacles; there is no shade except under great toadstools of sandstone whose bases have been eaten to the shape of wine glasses by the wind. Everything is flaking, cracking, disintegrating, wearing away in the long, inperceptible weather of time. The ash of ancient volcanic outbursts still sterilizes its soil, and its colors in that waste are the colors that flame in the lonely sunsets on dead planets."
Author: Loren Eiseley

28. "Normally death came at night, taking a person in their sleep, stopping their heart or tickling them awake, leading them to the bathroom with a splitting headache before pouncing and flooding their brain with blood. It waits in alleys and metro stops. After the sun goes down plugs are pulled by white-clad guardians and death is invited into an antiseptic room.But in the country death comes, uninvited, during the day. It takes fishermen in their longboats. It grabs children by the ankles as they swim. In winter it calls them down a slope too steep for their budding skills, and crosses their skies at the tips. It waits along the shore where snow met ice not long ago but now, unseen by sparkling eyes, a little water touches the shore, and the skater makes a circle slightly larger than intended. Death stands in the woods with a bow and arrow at dawn and dusk. And it tugs cars off the road in broad daylight, the tires spinning furiously on ice or snow, or bright autumn leaves."
Author: Louise Penny

29. "- Não sei se interprete as suas palavras como um galanteio, se não - replicou Scarlett, indecisa.- Não se trata de nenhum galanteio - explicou ele. - Quando é que perderá essa mania de imaginar galanteios em todas as palavras que os homens lhe dirigem?- Só depois de morta - respondeu ela.E sorriu, pensando que encontraria sempre homens que lhe dirigissem piropos, mesmo que Rhett nunca o fizesse.- Presunção e água benta cada qual toma a que quer - comentou Rhett. - Graças a Deus, tem ao menos uma virtude: a de ser sincera."
Author: Margaret Mitchell

30. "I say, did you hear me?" The old man shook a worn walking stick at the oak. "I said move it and I meant it! I was sitting on that rock" -he pointed to a boulder- "enjoying the rising sun on my old bones when you had the nerve to cast a shadow over it and chill me! Move this instant. I say!" The tree did not respond. It also did not move. "I won't take any more of your insolence!" The old man began to beat on the tree with his stick. "Move or I'll - I'll -" "Someone shut that looney in a cage!" Fewmaster Toede shouted, galloping back from the front of the caravan. "Get your hands off me!" the old man shreiked at the draconians who ran up and accosted him. He beat on them feebly with his staff until they took it away from him. "Arrest the tree!" he insisted. "Obstructing sunlight! That's the charge!"
Author: Margaret Weis

31. "Bir seyleri disari atip kapiyi kilitlediginde, aslinda kendini içeri kilitlemis oluyorsun."
Author: Mercedes Lackey

32. "Motherhood goes back in history to a time when a father had no way of knowing his children. Fatherhood only became known when class patriarchal society had established itself and imposed monogamous marriage on women. Motherhood is like sun and rain and plants, a quality and product of nature which does not require laws or systems in order to exist."
Author: Nawal El Saadawi

33. "Jahil adalah penyakit kanser merbahaya yang menular dalam tubuh manusia. Bahayanya jahil ini boleh membawa syirik kepada Allah. Seperti mana penyakit kanser ada pencegahnya, begitu juga jahil ada pengubatnya. Pengubat bagi penyakit jahil adalah al-Quran dan as-Sunnah."
Author: Nik Abdul Aziz Nik Mat

34. "That was what he wanted, to be baked dry and hard, to feel the vaporous worries evaporating one by one, to know finally that all the damp little doubts and hesitations that covered the floor of his being were curling up and expiring in the great furnace-blast of the sun."
Author: Paul Bowles

35. "The setting sun had turned the blue sky a brilliant orange, then soft pink merging to pearl; the plum velvet of night had come out of the east, spangled with stars. (from Ludmila)"
Author: Paul Gallico

36. "My first wife passed away in the spring of—" and for a moment he is touched with terror. The spring of what? Past? Future? What is any spring but a mindless rearrangement of cells in the crust of the spinning earth as it floats in endless circuit of its sun? What is the sun itself but one of a billion insensible stars forever going nowhere into nothingness? Infinity!"
Author: Richard Yates

37. "As I sailed into Shadow, a white bird of my desire came and sat upon my right shoulder, and I wrote a note and tied it to its leg and set it on its way. The note said "I am coming," and it was signed by me.A black bird of my desire came and sat upon my left shoulder, and I wrote a note and tied it to its leg and sent it off into the west. It said, "Eric- I'll be back," and it was signed: Corwin, Lord of Amber.A demon wind propelled me east of the sun."
Author: Roger Zelazny

38. "Some nights stay up till dawn, as the moon sometimes does for the sun. Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way of a well, then lifted out into light."
Author: Rumi

39. "Estragon:-¿Cuál es nuestro papel en este asunto?Vladimir:-¿Nuestro papel?Estragon:-Tómate tiempo.Vladimir:-¿Nuestro papel? El del suplicante.Estragon:-¿Hasta este extremo?Vladimir: ¿El señor tiene exigencias que hacer valer?Estragon:-¿Ya no tenemos derechos?(Risa de Vladimir, quien se reprime como antes. Mismos gestos, salvo la sonrisa)Vladimir:-Me harías reír si me estuviera permitido.Estragon:-¿Los hemos perdido?Vladimir (con claridad):-Los hemos vendido."
Author: Samuel Beckett

40. "A good man, though he will value his own countrymen, yet will think as highly of the worthy men of every nation under the sun."
Author: Samuel Richardson

41. "Sunset's Passions," he read, and opened the book to a random page to read aloud. "'His hands gently caressed her ivory, silky br- " His eyes widened. "By the Wyrd! Do you actually read this rubbish? What happened to Symbols of Power and Eyllwe Customs and Culture?"..."You may borrow it when I'm done. If you read it, your literary experience will be complete. And," she added with a coy smile, "it will give you some creative ideas of things to do with your lady friends."
Author: Sarah J. Maas

42. "Without death,' he answered, 'life is meaningless. It is a story that can never be told. A song that can never be sung. For how would one finish it?"
Author: Seth Grahame Smith

43. "I thought about the earth then, really thought about it, the tsunami's and earthquakes and volcanoes, all the horrors I haven't witnessed but have changed my life, the lives of everyone I know, all the people I'll never know. I thought about life without the sun, the moon, stars, without flowers and warm days in May. I thought about a year ago and all the good things I'd taken for granted and all the unbearable things that had replaced those simple blessings. And even though I hated the thought of crying in from of Syl, tears streamed down my face."
Author: Susan Beth Pfeffer

44. "An easily accessible and transparent database of contract information will bring sunshine into the confusing and sometimes shadowy practice of government contracting."
Author: Tom Coburn

45. "Lord Shiva, you my sunshine, my soul, Sivoham."
Author: Usha Cosmico

46. "They say that one must beat one's wings against the storm in the belief that beyond this welter the sun shines"
Author: Virginia Woolf

47. "Homesickness is a great teacher. It taught me, during an endless rainy fall, that I came from the arid lands, and like where I came from. I was used to dry clarity and sharpness in the air. I was used to horizons that either lifted into jagged ranges or rimmed the geometrical circle of the flat world. I was used to seeing a long way. I was used to earth colors--tan, rusty red, toned white--and the endless green of Iowa offended me. I was used to a sun that came up over mountains and went down behind other mountains. I missed the color and smell of sagebrush, and the sight of bare ground."
Author: Wallace Stegner

48. "Having been exposed to a variety of religious experiences in the foster homes I lived in, being Protestant, Catholic, Jewish, or anything else means absolutely nothing to me. I have already formed an opinion that the so-called religious teachings that I've been exposed to simply make no sense. So, I've just ignored the Sunday-school message of fear and judgment and paid no attention to any of it. I see no need for all of this craziness in my life, and long ago decided not to participate in it because every time I was required to go to church I ended up feeling worse for the experience—and I want, more than anything, to feel good."
Author: Wayne W. Dyer

49. "I loved the different voices all singing one song, the various tones and qualities, the passing lifts of feeling, rising up and going out forever. Old Man Profet, who was a different man on Sunday, used to draw out the notes at the ends of verses so he could listen to himself, and in fact it sounded pretty."
Author: Wendell Berry

50. "That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangUpon those boughs which shake against the cold,Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.In me thou seest the twilight of such dayAs after sunset fadeth in the west,Which by and by black night doth take away,Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.In me thou see'st the glowing of such fireThat on the ashes of his youth doth lie,As the death-bed whereon it must expireConsumed with that which it was nourish'd by.This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,To love that well which thou must leave ere long."
Author: William Shakespeare

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