#moonlight

In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is--as the light called human life is--at its coming and its going. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#light #moonlight #sadness #spirit #life

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight just a touch in the fire burning so bright no I don't wanna mess this thing up I don't wanna push too far just a shot in the dark that you just might be the one I've been waiting for my whole life but baby I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight ↗

— Lady Antebellum

#moonlight #life

The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright. ↗

— Maud Hart Lovelace

#hills #moonlight #nature #snow #stars

Moonlight is sculpture. ↗

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

#sculpture

The true joy of a moonlit night is something we no longer understand. Only the men of old, when there were no lights, could understand the true joy of a moonlit night. ↗

— Yasunari Kawabata

#moonlight #night-sky #men

Inside you there's an artist you don't know about. He's not interested in how things look different in moonlight. ↗

— Auguste Rodin

#artist #different #how #inside #interested

The crickets still sing in October. And lilly, she's trying to bloom. Tho she's resting her head on the shoulder of death, she still shines by the light of the moon. ↗

— Kevin Dalton

#death #moon #moonlight #october #death

The peaceful splendour of the night healed again. The moon was now past the meridian and travelling down the west. It was at its full, and very bright, riding through the empty blue sky. ↗

— H.G. Wells

#island-of-dr-moreau #moon #moonlight #nature #night

Moonlight does things to a street scene that no other natural or man-made phenomenon can effect. People walk slower, their smiles lingering on contended faces. Horses that usually move along fast enough to stir up the dust off the street plod lazily in the clear, cool night. And in dark corners where people forget to look, the goons come out. ↗

— Bailey Bristol

#historical-romance #moonlight #new-york #nature

And then I feel as if I'm witnessing a miracle, as ever so slowly she raises her face towards the moon. I watch her drink in the sight, sensing the flood of memories she's unleashed and wanting nothing more than to let her know I'm here. But instead I stay where I am and stare up at the moon as well. And for the briefest instant, it almost feels like we're together again. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#moonlight #yearning #miracles