Sunset Quotes
Oh my Valentine! I want to wake up and enjoy every sunrise with you and vanish into your hand at the sunset of my life.
The sun still lives his silent vows to the moon, by bowing to kiss her feet whenever she walks in the room.
The Sun is never alone as the light remains with him always. Even when he goes down sinking...sinking, the light drowns with him
One day, all your worries will set like the sun does and deserved happiness will come gushing like waves at the beach do. All you need to make sure is that your trips to beach never end.
I could feel a deep connection to Spirit in every glorious sunset and awesome wonder in every uncurling flower, but I couldn’t feel anything like that in the hollow words of men gone by.
One day, all your worries will set like the sun does and deserved happiness will come gushing like waves at the beach do. All you need to make sure id that your trips to beach never end.
The sun is intelligent because it never rises too early, and wise because it never sets too late.
Live to revel in just another twilight. Life may sink and disappear along with the sunset never to rise again
From sunrise to sunset to sunrise, there is a lifetime of beauty, charm and elegance.
Listen to the sunset...see its pretty hue... When you see it, think of me...and I'll think of you...
As the sun sets, something in me rises! Do you think it could be my soul? I feel it's a big probability!
A time when sky blue love bids farewell to the day and before dusk falls, the sunset ignites the smouldering embers of the moonlit soul...
The breeze across the desert as the light died was so sweet she could almost drink it.
Long before the stars died the birds began to sing - cool rippling doves, loud cheery starlings, the long lilting trills of warblers and thrushes.
The sun rises, the sun falls, the wind blows and the birds sing no matter where you are. These are experiences that unite us all... something we can all enjoy together
To see the first sun rise in New Year is the most sacredness of existence.
The beautiful affair of sun, sky and the sea brings a perfect moment of love, peace and joy
Oh, I forgot to tell you the rest of it—he’s a widower now, so they can ride off together into the sunset, their wedding rings glinting.
. . . Like ashes of gold in a cinnamon-flame, My youthful desires have been burnt with the years– And tonight in the chilling sunset-windA cicada, singing, weighs on my heart.
Admire the efforts of a failure like you admire the beauty of a sunset.
I knew nothing of death, and, for some unexplainable reason, I was beginning to feel guilty for that. -Jessica
I don't believe that the course of anyone's lifetime has ever been as unerring as that of the rising and setting sun, but I know many lives that have been just as inspiring.
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EVENTIDEDark and light strikingeach other, vividly etching wild colorsthrough the horizon.The charm of sunset makes me wantto scurry home.
holding the eveningtremblingly close to mei weepinto the sun lettingthe burdenof hopelift off my chesti realizethis is what it meansto be free.
Now she’s lit by the warm orange spreading from the horizon as not-quite-day, becomes not-quite-night
...in that dilated moment after sunset when the sky holds all the light...
As the sky faded to night, her anger dissipated—but not in a healing way, just dulled, like forged iron sizzling in a cold pail of water.
I find it incredibly amazing how at every sunset, the sky is a different shade. No cloud is ever in the same place. Each day is a new masterpiece. A new wonder. A new memory.
Tea is just an excuse.i am drinking this sunset, this evening.and you.
Let the sea breeze blow your hair, let the sunset bring tranquility to your heart, let the distant places you travel allow you to explore yourself.
I don’t believe that, " I said, and he raised his brow beneath his shaggy hair. "I never asked you to.” (Jessica)
The stark evening sun at the far edge of the town had just unzipped the sky and finally gone down.
The twilight seems invidious.It simply can’t let the sun hide away when darkness is just another name for night..
It seems there is more interest in sunsets than sunrises. Perhaps because innately we fear the dark.
The sun, rising and setting in splendid colors, never grows tired of its admirers―much like a lady, aglow with grace, never grows tired of chivalrous acts or pretty flowers.
Would it be enough to rock on a stormless sea with each our separate memories tuned to the state of the sinking sun?
Watching them was like watching the sunset and the sunrise, equally beautiful in different ways.
Whatever you value, it becomes your sun! If you value a calm night, your own sun will rise with the sunset on the horizon!
may my faith always beat the end of the daylike a hummingbird...returningto its favorite flower.