Nobody in a leadership level in American politics is trying to inspire the American people. Everybody needs to be goosed. The vast majority of people are not self-starters.
In the '90s, there was scant presidential leadership and insufficient domestic political mobilization for foreign policy grounded in human rights.
We are dependent not so much on Earth, the third planet orbiting the sun, as on Gaea, the integrated system that includes, sustains and is shaped by life.
We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.
Life is the most versatile thing under the sun; and in the pursuit of life and character the author who works in a groove works in blinkers.
Life is the fire that burns and the sun that gives light. Life is the wind and the rain and the thunder in the sky. Life is matter and is earth, what is and what is not, and what beyond is in Eternity.
The First Amendment has the same role in my life as a citizen and a writer as the sun has in our ecosystem.
The force that keeps the planets revolving around the sun would be glad to handle the circumstances of your life, if only you would ask him to.
He swung around. His body, bathed in the first rays of the sun, was stippled with color like a stained glass saint.
We don’t look at the sun of truth, but we look at its effects. (Le soleil de la vérité - Ne se regarde, mes ses effets)
Got no checkbooks, got no banks. Still I'd like to express my thanks - I've got the sun in the mornin' and the moon at night.
The beauty of writing is imagining new endings to a time of darkness, like burning off a morning fog with the heat and clarity of the sun.
The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.
Breaks balance out. The sun don't shine on the same ol' dog's rear end every day.
I have no fancy living at all. Well, I have a house in Sun Valley. Five acres in the woods. I guess that's fancy.
The sun, with all he planets revolving around it, and depending on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as though it had nothing else in the universe to do.
You can no more look destiny in the face than you can look at the sun, and yet destiny is grey
The world we suggest is a new wild west. A sensuous evil world. Strange and haunting, the path of the sun…
Only the road and the dawn, the sun, the wind, and the rain, And the watch fire under stars, and sleep, and the road again.
they'd become unaccustomed to the brightness of their own city, and, faced with it now in all its intensity, they cupped their hands over their eyes as if staring into the sun.
The fact is, you don't know what directing is until the sun is setting and you've got to get five shots and you're only going to get two.
