#moon

I think once every person on the planet sees 'New Moon' and there's nobody left who hasn't see it, then I think they'll be able to go see 'Ninja.' ↗

— Joel Silver

#every #go #hasn #i #i think

It was night and I could see a large and calm lake, reflecting the moon. Black mountains rose around it. I arrived from between two of these mountains, I looked at the lake and the moon, and that was it, nothing else happened. ↗

— Georges Simenon

#arrived #between #black #calm #could

You talk about American technocracy and you find men on the moon, not once, but several times... and safely home again. ↗

— Gordon Sinclair

#again #american #find #home #men

If we can put a man on the moon and sequence the human genome, we should be able to devise something close to a universal digital public library. ↗

— Peter Singer

#close #devise #digital #genome #human

The moon puts on an elegant show, different every time in shape, colour and nuance. ↗

— Arthur Smith

#different #elegant #every #every time #moon

This is the beauty of the Qur'an: it asks you to reflect and reason, and not to worship the sun or moon but the One who has created everything. The Qur'an asks man to reflect upon the sun and moon and God's creation in general. ↗

— Cat Stevens

#beauty #created #creation #everything #general

Only once or twice in her life had she ever understood all of him, but the part of him which she knew, she knew intricately and well. No little appetite or pain, no carelessness or meanness in him escaped her; no thought or dream or longing in him ever reached her. And yet several times in her life she had seen the stars. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#the-moon-is-down #dreams

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls. ↗

— Mother Teresa

#cannot #find #flowers #found #friend

Over the tops of it, beginning to dusk under a young white moon, trailed a wavering ghost of smoke, and at the end of it I came upon the Pocket Hunter making a dry camp in the friendly scrub. ↗

— Mary Austin

#came #camp #dry #dusk #end

Worldly wealth is the Devil's bait; and those whose minds feed upon riches recede, in general, from real happiness, in proportion as their stores increase, as the moon, when she is fullest, is farthest from the sun. ↗

— Robert Burton

#devil #farthest #feed #fullest #general