#suns

The world goes up and the world goes down, the sunshine follows the rain; and yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown can never come over again. ↗

— Charles Kingsley

#come #down #follows #frown #goes

(regarding what kind of day she would want to be released) If I had the opportunity to choose, I would want it to be a radiant sunshiny day! And I would love it to be a Saturday morning. I'd go home and take a bath and soak and shampoo and put on clean underwear and clean clothes! And then Sunday morning I want to go to church and thank Gd for freedom -- with capital letters. ↗

— Diet Eman

#release #sunshine #diet

Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#aging #color #growth #old-age #peach

The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity. ↗

— Walt Whitman

#expression #glory #letters #light #simplicity

The other day, when I was deciding where to place a mountain range, how to make a river's flow detour around underground stalactite caves, and what precise color to give the sky at sunset, I realized I was God... or an artist and a writer. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#artist #color #create #creating #creation

Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting. ↗

— Richard Paul Evans

#impermanence #sunsets #beauty

She perched on her windowsill, gazing at the lurid sun soaking into the Caldera, trying to appreciate it even though she couldn’t have it. Why did she always feel she had to do something in the face of beauty? ↗

— Ann Brashares

#sunshine #beauty

The setting sun burned the sky pink and orange in the same bright hues as surfers' bathing suits. It was beautiful deception, Bosch thought, as he drove north on the Hollywood Freeway to home. Sunsets did that here. Made you forget it was the smog that made their colors so brilliant, that behind every pretty picture there could be an ugly story. ↗

— Michael Connelly

#deception #los-angeles #make-believe #smog #southern-california

To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #good-taste #literature #literature-quotes #poetry

The sun had already set behind the mountains, and the sky had been drained of color. The trellises of sauvignon blanc flowed down the hill in even rows toward the valley floor. Whatever I was looking for, it wasn’t outside. As far as I could tell, the grapes were minding their own business. ↗

— Frederick Weisel

#grapes #sauvignon-blanc #sunset #teller #weisel