Sunset Quotes

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the Sunset.

But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?

We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.

Think about it: it is easy to see God's beauty in a glorious sunset or in ocean waves crashing on a beach. But can you find the holiness in a struggle for life?

I was losing interest in politics, when the repeal of the Missouri Compromise aroused me again. What I have done since then is pretty well known.

The idea of seeing the sea - of being near it - watching its changes by sunrise, sunset, moonlight, and noonday - in calm, perhaps in storm - fills and satisfies my mind.

The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.

Every sunset is an opportunity to reset.

Simplify, slow down, be kind. And don't forget to have art in your life - music, paintings, theater, dance, and sunsets.

You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.

Know what you want to do, hold the thought firmly, and do every day what should be done, and every sunset will see you that much nearer to your goal.

The Lord has turned all our sunsets into sunrise.

The sunset glow of self-possession.

If your eyes are blinded with your worries, you cannot see the beauty of the sunset.

From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all.

Eventually everything fails me, but when I look at the sunset or the sky, I'm reminded what it's like to be alive.

I can't give you the sunset, but I can give you the night.

Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors.

Losing feels worse than winning feels good.

I would give the greatest sunset in the world for one sight of New York's skyline.

No one wants to quit when he's losing and no one wants to quit when he's winning.

Peering from some high window; at the gold of November sunset (and feeling that if day has to become night this is a beautiful way).

Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow.

For me optimism is two lovers walking into the sunset arm in arm. Or maybe into the sunrise - whatever appeals to you.

How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.

I can never forget suffering and I will never forget sunset. I came home with all of it in my mind.

There's an element of tongue-in-cheek in every one of our songs. Walking off into the sunset, holding hands, and being married forever was not exactly a brand new idea.

If anything can rival Venice in its beauty, it must be its reflection at sunset in the Grand Canal.

In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.

Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.

I like that time is marked by each sunrise and sunset whether or not you actually see it.

Courage is as often the outcome of despair as of hope; in the one case we have nothing to lose, in the other everything to gain.

I cry very easily. It can be a movie, a phone conversation, a sunset - tears are words waiting to be written.

We moved leisurely towards Mount Foster, on the 22nd, and arrived opposite to it a little before sunset.

Magic, indeed, is all around us, in stones, flowers, stars, the dawn wind and the sunset cloud; all we need is the ability to see and understand.

You see, Buddhists are optimists. We never saw sunsets in Atlantis like we do now. We didn't have those great chemicals in the air.

Autumn glows upon us like a splendid evening; it is the very sunset of the year.

Every Friday I used to have about fifty, sixty kids who would wait for me on Sunset Boulevard and I'd take them all to dinner. All runaways.

Life's hard. It's supposed to be. If we didn't suffer, we'd never learn anything.

Everyone of a hundred thousand cities around the world had its own special sunset and it was worth going there, just once, if only to see the sun go down.

A sunrise or sunset can be ablaze with brilliance and arouse all the passion, all the yearning, in the soul of the beholder.

The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

What concerns me when I work, is not whether the picture is a landscape, or whether it's pastoral, or whether somebody will see a sunset in it. What concerns me is - did I make a beautiful picture?

Eternity to the godly is a day that has no sunset; eternity to the wicked is a night that has no sunrise.

Sunset in the ethereal waves: I cannot tell if the day is ending, or the world, or if the secret of secrets is inside me again.

If I can put one touch of rosy sunset into the life of any man or woman, I shall feel that I have worked with God.

In the full light of day, I don't want to think about the sunset.

Perhaps the only difference between me and other people is that Ive always demanded more from the sunset.

Sunrises and sunsets are real jerks about putting things in perspective.

Sunset is the saddest light there is.