No Ideas original - there is nothing new under the sun.
Here and there are worms, evidence of the fertility of the soil, caught by the sun, half dead; flexible and pink, like lips.
When you smile it's like the sun coming up.
Christians should never fail to sense the operation of an angelic glory. It forever eclipses the world of demonic powers, as the sun does a candle's light.
When I was 17 I sent a picture up to an agency, and within a week I was in The Sun five days in a row.
The sun was trembling on the brink of the world, the shadows at their longest, and they still had several kilometers to go.
It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.
The trees, the flowers, the plants grow in silence. The stars, the sun, the moon move in silence. Silence gives us a new perspective.
We are bored in the city, there is no longer any Temple of the Sun.
From morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,- A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropp'd from the Zenith like a falling star.
Sometimes, the sun sets earlier. Days don’t last forever, you know. But I’ll fight as hard as I can. I can promise you that.
The Empire of Wisdom is the only empire on which the sun never sets!
I feel very happy to see the sun come up every day. I feel happy to be around. . . . I like to take this day- any day-and go to town with it.
Fire is the Sun unwinding from the tree's log.
What could it be like to find out, in a matter of minutes, that the person you believed the sun rose and set on was not the person you'd thought?
But Nature too, shakes off her sleep today; By May's mild sun we see reviv'd her frame, Around my window Venus' birds proclaim, The month most cherish'd backwards bends his way!
She wasn't just beautiful. She was like the sun coming up: coming up giggling. She was giggling as if she had just remembered something funny.
Our life runs down in sending up the clock. The brook runs down in sending up our life. The sun runs down in sending up the brook. And there is something sending up the sun.
After every storm the sun will smile; for every problem there is a solution, and the soul's indefeasible duty is to be of good cheer.
When the sun is shining, the right song is on, and I'm with people I love.