The sun gives spirit and life to the plants and the earth nourishes them with moisture.
Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear Heart, Good night, good night.
Better to try understanding the sun than a woman.
Empires and churches are born under the sun of death.
You are as prone to love, as the sun is to shine.
All the great things of life are swiftly done, Creation, death, and love the double gate. However much we dawdle in the sun We have to hurry at the touch of Fate.
Its when the sun shines the brightest that our shadows appear the biggest
We live by the sun, we feel by the moon, we love by the stars. We live in all things, all things live in us.
Every expression of truth has in it the seeds of propagation, even as the sun cannot hide its light.
The dawning of the light of awareness is the new birth, where the sun rises and the day breaks within you.
When the groundhog casts his shadow And the small birds sing And the pussywillows happen And the sun shines warm And when the peepers peep Then it is Spring
In the days of the frost seek an minor sun.
One can no more have a private religion than one can have a private sun or a private moon.
In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
I follow the universe; I follow G-d. G-d made the sun, and the sun shines on everyone.
We are bored in the city, there is no longer any Temple of the Sun.
Trees have a curious relationship to the subject of the present moment. There are many created things in the universe that outlive us, that outlive the sun, even, but I can't think about them. I live with trees.
In winter, play with the snow; in summer, play with the Sun! Do not wait for something to come; everything is already here! In autumn, play with the leaves, in spring, play with the flowers! In summer, don't wait for the winter; in winter, don't wait for the summer! Everything is already here, in this present time you live in!
Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one. At one time it had been a sign of madness to believe that the Earth goes round the Sun; today, to believe the past is inalterable. He might be alone in holding that belief, and if alone, then a lunatic. But the thought of being a lunatic did not greatly trouble him; the horror was that he might also be wrong.
A Warrior knows that a great dream is made up of many different things, just as the light from the sun is the sum of its millions of rays.
