Estou sempre a fazer isto com as pessoas. Ponho-as de parte antes de as conhecer, ou acho que a simpatia, um certo tipo de abertura, é uma forma de fraqueza
Moroi shied from the sunlight but as I watched Sydney, I knew without a doubt that humans had been made for the sun.
A few melancholy birds were pipping and wailing, until the round red sun sank slowly into the western shadows; then an empty silence fell
They themselves do not see the world of light as we do, but our shapes cast shadows in their minds, which only the noon sun destroys.
...a bard's down-to-earth love: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red and when she walks, treads on the ground...
....you were a jumble of broken bits of glass the sun caught and stained my soul with your colors....
Youth to youth, like the dragon-flies chasing each other, and love like the sun warming them through and through.
Why's it so sunny?" she repeated. Zooey observed her rather narrowly. "I bring the sun wherever I go, buddy," he said.
But it was like hiding a corpse. I’ve come to the conclusion that nothing in this world can be hidden or suppressed. All such attempts are like holding an umbrella to conceal the sun.
You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you...
The stars, they are as the sun. Each star. Every star. And those spheres- they are worlds, realms, each one different yet the same.
The more elaborate his labyrinths, the further from the Sun his face.
I glanced out the window at the signs of spring. The sky was almost blue, the trees were almost budding, the sun was almost bright.
Troubles always seemed more severe after the sun went down. Even irrational worries and fears could seem perfectly logical at midnight.
It was then I thought of Corsica, the place we had discovered together. I craved the wind, the sun and salt, the simplicity of the island.
A blanket could be used as a Portable Night Generator. Just stretch it over your head, blocking your eyes from the sun in the sky, and voila! Nighttime.
Out of sight above the house, the mirror moon reflected the sun of a day not yet dawned, shining the pale light of tomorrow on the yard and on the paper birches.
I began to feel lighthearted. Don't ever do that; it tempts some dark and evil force abroad in the universe.
The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the wars of elements, The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Taste is the fundamental quality which sums up all the other qualities. It is the nec plus ultra of the intelligence. Through this alone is genius the supreme health and balance of all the faculties.
Yesterday I was thinking about the whole idea of genius and creative people, and the notion that if you create some magical art, somehow that exempts you from having to pay attention to the small things.
