The sun was fierce, the land seemed to glisten and drip with steam.
And if you don't believe the sun will rise, stand alone and greet the coming night in the last remaining light.
Death is imposed only on creatures, not their creations, and has therefore always appeared in art in a broken form: as allegory.
The sun spread on the horizon, bleeding colour like a broken yolk.
Sun of himself. All things are his moons.
Greatness depends on where you are coming from.
You have to see the miracles for there to be miracles.
...every vertebrae on his back was a prayer bead under my hands.
Is almost a good enough reason for fear ?
But Amy," Elder says. "Space suits!
When in the dark seek the light, when in light treasure the sun.
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
If no one loved, the sun would go out.
I suffered my own battles. I suffer still.
Love? ... It's at the heart of every story.
I will toil under sun for what I want.
It makes your buttocks ache walking on flat ground all the time.
I will follow you to the ends of the world.
Give sustenance, Allah. Give sustenance to me.
See," Sasha muttered, eyeing the sun. "It's mine.
That dandy, the sky, enters blue-suited sun like a scotch in hand.
