#sun

The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#directions #hate #literature #literature-quotes #love

It was not so much a modification of the darkness, as a sigh of relief, a slight relaxing of tension, so that one felt, rather than saw, that the night had suddenly lost a shade of its density... ah! yes; there! between these two shoulders of the hills she is bleeding to death. ↗

— Hope Mirrlees

#death

The other one he loved like a slave, like a madman and like a beggar. Why? Ask the dust on the road and the falling leaves, ask the mysterious God of life; for no one knows such things. She gave him nothing, no nothing did she give him and yet he thanked her. She said: Give me your peace and your reason! And he was only sorry she did not ask for his life. ↗

— Knut Hamsun

#pan #life

One day," you said to me, "I saw the sunset forty-four times!" And a little later you added: "You know-- one loves the sunet, when one is so sad..." "Were you so sad, then?" I asked, "on the day of the forty-four sunsets?" But the little prince made no reply. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#sunsets #love

You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but people more than anything else. You will need other people and you will need to be that other person to someone else, a living breathing screaming invitation to believe better things. ↗

— Jamie Tworkowski

#airplanes #believe #better #coffee #love

Run, Bella, run. I love you too much, for your good or mine. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#edward #love #midnight-sun #twilight #love

The love that moves the sun and the other stars ↗

— Dante Alighieri

#stars #sun #love

The new country lay open before me: there were no fences in those days, and I could choose my own way over the grass uplands, trusting the pony to get me home again. Sometimes I followed the sunflower-bordered roads. Fuchs told me that the sunflowers were introduced into that country by the Mormons; that at the time of the persecution when they left Missouri and struck out into the wilderness to find a place where they could worship God in their own way, the members of the first exploring party, crossing the plains to Utah, scattered sunflower seeds as they went. The next summer, when the long trains of wagons came through with all the women and children, they had a sunflower trail to follow. I believe that botanists do not confirm Jake's story but, insist that the sunflower was native to those plains. Nevertheless, that legend has stuck in my mind, and sunflower-bordered roads always seem to me the roads to freedom. ↗

— Willa Cather

#mormons #sunflowers #freedom

Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying, everything is absorbed through weather and the sea, and the moon swam back, its rays all silvered, and time and again the darkness would be broken by the crash of a wave, and every day on the balcony of the sea, wings open, fire is born, and everything is blue again like morning. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#painted-a-picture #sun #broken

Your joy can be the impetus that motivates others to find their way to joy. ↗

— Molly Friedenfeld

#inspiration #inspirational-quotes #joy #kindness #spreading-sunshine