Sun Quotes
The first time I took a Kundalini yoga class, I cried my eyes out afterwards. I was so moved by the meditation and singing "Long Time Sun" at the end of class. I felt like I was home.
We are all made of air There's stars in my eyes and there's sun in my hair And I'm runnin' away, it makes me feel better
Wake! For the Sun, who scatter'd into flightThe Stars before him from the Field of Night, Drives Night along with them from Heav'n, and strikesThe Sultan's Turret with a Shaft of Light
The world we suggest is a new wild west. A sensuous evil world. Strange and haunting, the path of the sun…
The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning and raced across the blue dome and dipped into the sea of fire every evening.
They sat on the boarding house porch and saw the sun plunge into the same crack in the earth from which the night emerged.
What a great thing, to be loved! What a greater thing still, to love! The heart becomes heroic though passion…if no one loved, the sun would go out.
We hit the sunny beaches where we occupy ourselves keeping the sun off our skin, the saltwater off our bodies, and the sand out of our belongings.
the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given, and would never take away.
Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.
In the same way the sun never grows weary of shining, nor a stream of flowing, it is God's nature to keep His promises. Therefore, go immediately to His throne and say, 'Do as You promised.'
A dark cloud is no sign that the sun has lost his light and dark black convictions are no arguments that God has laid aside His mercy.
The earth is supported by the power of truth it is the power of truth that makes the sun shine and the winds blow indeed all things rest upon truth.
A sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.
Sun is a hearthstone, a merry-go-round of extinguished hearthstones.
Collaboration has no hierarchy. The Sun collaborates with soil to bring flowers on the earth.
I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible the world has written its own.
If we were to understand how important it is to say something and say it well, maybe we wouldn’t write a single word, but that would be tragic.
He did not waste time in a vain search for a place in history.
From the top of the bus she could see the vast bowl of London spreading out to the horizon: splendid shops with mannequins in the window, interesting people and already a much bigger world.
Only mountains can feel the frozen warmth of the sun through snow's gentle caress on their peaks
This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.
You know how the Eclipse of the sun shows it? Christ's strength eclipses your powerlessness in God's likeness, and there is total darkness on your weakness.
Every spark returns to darkness. Every sound returns to silence. Every flower returns to sleep with the earth. The journey of the sun and moon is predictable. But yours, is your ultimateart.
Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.
