A Quote by Stephen Colbert

Warmth is to sun, as truth is to me. — © Stephen Colbert
Warmth is to sun, as truth is to me.
When I got here with Real Madrid, the truth is they responded very well. I know that the people like me, they love me, they have a lot of warmth for me. I'm enchanted for that warmth and love they've shown.
What we're learning is that the sun and its warmth isn't the only way to get warmth in the solar system, and we've been thinking that for some time.
I must have the sun and warmth. I need to be in the sun - I'm a true island baby.
Once winter sets in I must have the sun and warmth. I need to be in the sun - I'm a true island baby.
Perhaps there is no time in a summer's day more cheering, than when the warmth of the sun is just beginning to triumph over the freshness of the morning--when there is just a lingering hint of early coolness to keep off languor under the delicious influence of warmth.
The light from the sun breaks through space, bathing our planet as it encircles the sun with life-giving warmth and light. Without the sun, there could be no life on this planet; it would be forever barren, cold, and dark.
Man wanted a home, a place for warmth, or comfort, first of physical warmth, then the warmth of the affections.
Whenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow, under the first concentrated rays of the sun.
The sun burnt on, drugging everything with warmth.
Keep the warmth of the sun in your heart.
Like the sun, we are attracted to people who shine with warmth and brightness.
The earth's warmth under me, as I stretch out at night, is astonishing. It is like the warmth of another body that has absorbed the sun all day and now gives out again its store of heat. It is softer, darker than I could ever have believed, and when I take a handful of it and smell its extraordinary odors, I know suddenly what it is I am composed of, as if the energy that is in this fistful of black soil had suddenly opened, between my body and it, as between it and the green stalks, some corridor along which our common being flowed.
Probably my favourite winter-word of all. Apricity is the warmth of the sun on a chilly day.
The truth is at the bottom of a well. You look in a well, and you see the sun or the moon, but if you jump in, there's no longer the sun or the moon; there's the truth. Leonardo Sciascia
Mt. Hood is still one of my favorites for its sun, warmth, and slushy, forgiving conditions.
I just love any place that I can sit in the sun and feel the warmth of the sun's rays, and feel the connection to the planet, really tapping into how small I am and really how insignificant I am in comparison to the universe.
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