Quotes on Sunset

Losing an illusion makes you wiser than finding a truth.

Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.

After you understand about the sun and the stars and the rotation of the earth, you may still miss the radiance of the sunset.

If you say, Well, OK, I don't believe in God. There's no evidence of God, then you're missing the stars in the sky and you're missing the sunrises and sunsets and you're missing the fact that bees pollinate all these crops and keep us alive and the way that everything seems to work together. Everything is sort of built in a way that to me suggests intelligent design.

October is the month for painted leaves. Their rich glow now flashes round the world. As fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, so the year near its setting. October is its sunset sky; November the later twilight.

A glass of absinthe is as poetical as anything in the world. What difference is there between a glass of absinthe and a sunset?

It does no harm to the romance of the sunset to know a little bit about it.

Let every dawn be to you as the beginning of life, and every setting sun be to you as its close.

Gravity is measured by the bottom of the foot; we trace the density and texture of the ground through our soles. Standing barefoot on a smooth glacial rock by the sea at sunset, and sensing the warmth of the sun-heated stone through one's soles, is an extraordinarily healing experience, making one part of the eternal cycle of nature. One senses the slow breathing of the earth.

That the sky is brighter than the earth means little unless the earth itself is appreciated and enjoyed. Its beauty loved gives the right to aspire to the radiance of the sunrise and sunset.

Everything I do, whether it's producing or signing an artist, always starts with the songs. When I'm listening, I'm looking for a balance that you could see in anything. Whether it's a great painting or a building or a sunset.

I believe in evolution. But I also believe, when I hike the Grand Canyon and see it at sunset, that the hand of God is there also.

Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone; The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done.

A large drop of sun lingered on the horizon and then dripped over and was gone, and the sky was brilliant over the spot where it had gone, and a torn cloud, like a bloody rag, hung over the spot of its going. And dusk crept over the sky from the eastern horizon, and darkness crept over the land from the east.

An intense copper calm, like a universal yellow lotus, was more and more unfolding its noiseless measureless leaves upon the sea.

This aesthetic quality, then, is what politics is all about. It's authenticity that separates winners from losers, good politics from bad, and he-man leader-types from consultant-directed puppet-boys.

The two real political parties in America are the Winners and the Losers. The people don't acknowledge this. They claim membership in two imaginary parties, the Republicans and the Democrats, instead.

From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all.

If the boy and girl walk off into the sunset hand-in-hand in the last scene, it adds 10 million to the box office.

Houses - the dark side silhouetted on flashes of moonlight!

If I can put one touch of rosy sunset into the life of any man or woman, I shall feel that I have worked with God.