Top 1200 Moon Night Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

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Last updated on December 19, 2024.
You must not think of time as a quantity, a period, a measure. Look at the sky," Gwynneth said. "The moon has now slipped away to another night, into another world. It was not the time it was here that you remember, Faolan, but rather the luminescence of the air, the blue shadows cast by the trees in its light. It was not the length of the time but the quality of the moon's light that you felt and remember." Gwynneth paused. "It is the value, the quality that lives on.
The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.
And when the fog's over and the stars and the moon come out at night it'll be a beautiful sight. — © Jack Kerouac
And when the fog's over and the stars and the moon come out at night it'll be a beautiful sight.
Poetry is like standing on the edge of a lake on a moonlit night and the light of the moon is always pointing straight at you.
A white crowned night sparrow sings as the moon sets. Thunder growls far off. Our campfire is a single light. Amongst a hundred peaks and waterfalls. The manifold voices of falling water Take all night. Wrapped in your down bag Starlight on you cheeks and eyelids Your breath comes and goes In a tiny cloud in the frosty night. Ten thousand birds sing in the sunrise. Ten thousand years revolve without change. All this will never be again.
By night the Glass Of Galileo ... observes Imagin'd Land and Regions in the Moon.
There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.
Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon.
The Witch can gaze clearly into the dark hidden corners of the human psyche just as the full moon can light up the darkness of night.
Is not the midnight like Central Africa to most of us? Are we not tempted to explore it,--to penetrate to the shores of its Lake Tchad, and discover the source of its Nile, perchance the Mountains of the Moon? Who knows what fertility and beauty, moral and natural, are to be found? In the Mountains of the Moon, in the Central Africa of the night, there is where all Niles have their hidden heads. The expeditions up the Nile as yet extend but to the Cataracts, or perchance to the mouth of the White Nile; but it is the black Nile that concerns us.
The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
I am the shadow on the moon at night/Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.
If you want your hair to be thicker, cut it when the moon is about to be full - a heavy, full, waxing moon. Do not cut it when the moon's waning. — © Matthew McConaughey
If you want your hair to be thicker, cut it when the moon is about to be full - a heavy, full, waxing moon. Do not cut it when the moon's waning.
Wakin' up to find another day. The moon got lost again last night, but now the sun has finally had its say.
The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.
They who meet on an April night are forever lost in love, if there's moonlight all about and there's no moon above.
How adversity doth ope the eye! A moon can be seen by day as well as by night; but, to see the stars, you must be in darkness.
Seeing the moon, he becomes the moon, the moon seen by him becomes him. He sinks into nature, becomes one with nature. The light of the "clear heart" of the priest, seated in the meditation hall in the darkness before the dawn, becomes for the dawn moon its own light.
I don't know, I'm not from this neighborhood."-to Jake LaMotta after a night of drinking when LaMotta asked "is that the sun or the moon?
Much of traditional magic takes place by the light of the Moon. In the night world we are closer to the unconscious, the hidden, that which has yet to be made manifest, that which is suppressed and as yet realized. Past, present, and future are simultaneously one in the realm of the unconscious. Night is when this world and the other world can meet.
The piece of equipment I'm most found off is my telescope. The other night I had a superb view of the moon.
To hike out alone in the desert; to sleep on the valley floor on a night with no moon, in the pitch black, just listening to the boom of silence: you can't imagine what that's like.
But all night, Aslan and the Moon gazed upon each other with joyful and unblinking eyes.
I am Sailor Moon, champion of justice! On behalf of the moon, I will right wrongs and triumph over evil, and that means you! - sailor moon
The moon is swimming naked and the summer night is fragrant with a mighty expectation of relief.
To-night when the full-bellied moon swallows the stars. Grant that I know.
Ah, it was a fine night, a warm night, a wine-drinking night, a moony night, and a night to hug your girl and talk and spit and be heavengoing.
The moon glows on the river, wind rustles the pines. Long night clear evening--what are they for?
by night only crazy things like the full moon and the whippoorwill and us, are busy.
The sun shall not smite I by day, nor the moon by night, and everything that I do shall be upfull and right.
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
I love it when the dark bottle of night spills out, and the Moon writes in chalk about us.
If you could see the earth illuminated when you were in a place as dark as night, it would look to you more splendid than the moon.
The moon was out and I saw some sheep. I saw some sheep take a walk in their sleep. By the light of the moon, by the light of a star, They walked all night from near to far. I would never walk, I would take a car.
NASA was invented as a response to Cold War steps. There are those who presumed that we went to the moon because we're explorers. We went to the moon because we were at war with the Soviet Union. And so when it became clear that they (Soviet Union) were not going to the moon, we're done with the moon.
I grew up in New York City where there is no night sky. Nobody has a relationship with the sky, because, particularly in the day, there was air pollution and light pollution, and you look up, and your sight line terminates on buildings. You know the sun and maybe the moon, and that's about it. So what happens is that I am exposed to the night sky as you would see it from a mountaintop, and I'm just struck by it. Suppose I grew up on a farm where I had that sky every night of my life - then you're not going to be struck by it. It's just the wallpaper of your nighttime dome.
You're not like the others. I've seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. When I said something about the moon, you looked at the moon, last night. The others would never do that. The others would walk off and leave me talking. Or threaten me. No one has time any more for anyone else. You're one of the few who put up with me. That's why I think it's so strange you're a fireman, it just doesn't seem right for you, somehow.
But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night! — © Bayard Taylor
But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!
When I finally had the chance to make my childhood dream a reality - as a co-founder and chairman of Moon Express - my goal was to broaden participation in lunar exploration, and connect the common person to its results. We plan to send robotic rovers - not humans - to the Moon to search for precious metals and rare minerals on the Moon's surface.
Tonight the sky was utterly black. Perhaps there was no moon tonight—a lunar eclipse, a new moon. A new moon. I shivered, though I wasn't cold.
In a bowl to sea went wise men three, On a brilliant night of June: They carried a net, and their hearts were set On fishing up the moon.
The earth, in fair and grateful exchange, pays back to the moon an illumination similar to that which it receives from her throughout nearly all the darkest gloom of the night.
The father is the sun, the mother is the moon and the light they mutually shed on their kids makes them bright stars against a very dark night.
On a night without moon or stars you can't see a thing, but you can imagine anything.
The night I was born, Lord I swear the moon turned a fire red.
There is film of the Americans landing on the moon. Does that mean the moon shot really happened? In the film, the Yanqui flag is flying straight out. So, is there wind on the moon?
So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my loneliness, in the blue-silver of the cold moon, shining brilliantly on the drifts of fresh-fallen snow, with the myriad sparkles. I talk to myself and look at the dark trees, blessedly neutral. So much easier than facing people, than having to look happy, invulnerable, clever.
Far away beyond the pine-woods,' he answered, in a low dreamy voice, 'there is a little garden. There the grass grows long and deep, there are the great white stars of the hemlock flower, there the nightingale sings all night long. All night long he sings, and the cold, crystal moon looks down, and the yew-tree spreads out its giant arms over the sleepers.
Even a man who's pure in heart
 And says his prayers by night,
 May become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms
 And the autumn moon is bright. — © Curt Siodmak
Even a man who's pure in heart And says his prayers by night, May become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms And the autumn moon is bright.
The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat: They took some honey, and plenty of money Wrapped up in a five-pound note. . . They dined on mince and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon, The moon, The moon, They danced by the light of the moon.
Each that we lose takes a part of us; A crescent still abides, Which like the moon, some turbid night, Is summoned by the tides.
Night of Sleepless Love The night above. We two. Full moon. I started to weep, you laughed. Your scorn was a god, my laments moments and doves in a chain. The night below. We two. Crystal of pain. You wept over great distances. My ache was a clutch of agonies over your sickly heart of sand. Dawn married us on the bed, our mouths to the frozen spout of unstaunched blood. The sun came through the shuttered balcony and the coral of life opened its branches over my shrouded heart.
Stars that shine bling in the moon night, might I find true love sqirreled away tonight?
Truth has nothing to do with words. Truth can be likened to the bright moon in the sky. Words, in this case, can be likened to a finger. The finger can point to the moon's location. However, the finger is not the moon. To look at the moon, it is necessary to gaze beyond the finger, right?
Isn't that what love means, to fill ordinary, commonplace, conventional things with magic and significance, not to need the moon and white scent-heavy flowers at night?
The day, water, sun, moon, night - I do not have to purchase these things with money.
At night, the moon, a pregnant woman, walks cautiously over the slippery heavens.
High in the heavens I saw the moon this morning, Albeit the sun shone bright; Unto my soul it spoke, in voice of warning, "Remember Night!"
Let us not be afraid of decreasing. It is like the moon, we see the moon increasing and decreasing, but it is always the moon.
Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night! Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars! Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night!
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