Best empty & sun Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“I used to stay up all night playing 'Resident Evil 2,' and it wouldn't stop until the sun came up. Then I'd walk outside at dawn's first light, looking at the empty streets of London, and it was like life imitating art. It felt like I'd stepped into an actual zombie apocalypse.”

Firsts Art Light Used Night Evil Felt Walks Sun Streets Empty London Dawn Apocalypse Zombie All Night Residents Imitating Zombie Apocalypse Up All Night Empty Streets Resident Evil

Author:Edgar Wright

“My center does not come from my mind - it feels in me like a plot of warm moist well tilled earth with the sun shining hot on it... It seems I would rather feel starkly empty than let any thing be planted that cannot be tended to the fullest possibility of its growth.”

Feels Mind Wells Doe Seems Earth Growth Sun Possibility Empty Hot Shining Warm Plot

Book:Georgia O'Keeffe: A Life

Source: Georgia O'Keeffe: A Life

“This world has suns, but they are overcast;This world has sweets, but they're of ling'ring bloom;Life still expects, and empty falls at last;Warm Hope on tiptoe drops into the tomb.”

World Stills Lasts Fall Sun This World Sweet Empty Warm Rings Tombs Tiptoes Overcast

Book:The Village Minstrel, and Other Poems

Source: The Village Minstrel, and Other Poems

“What is there in places empty of matter? and Whence is it that the sun and planets gravitate toward one another without dense matter between them? Whence is it that Nature doth nothing in vain? and Whence arises all that order and beauty which we see in the world? To what end are comets? and Whence is it that planets move all one and the same way in orbs concentrick, while comets move all manner of ways in orbs very excentrick? and What hinders the fixed stars from falling upon one another?”

World Way Ends Matter Moving Order Fall Stars Sun Planets Empty Arise Vain Fixed Hinder Dense Comets Orbs

Author:Isaac Newton

“There comes, even to kings, the time of great weariness. Then the gold of the throne is brass, the silk of the palace becomes drab. The gems in the diadem and upon the fingers of the women sparkle drearily like the ice of white seas; the speech of men is as the empty rattle of a jester's bell and the feel comes of things unreal; even the sun is copper in the sky and the breath of the green ocean is no longer fresh.”

Men Feels White Sun Sea Sky Kings Speech Ocean Empty Gold Breaths Green Fingers Ice Bells Thrones Palaces Unreal Silk Gems Weariness Sparkle Brass Copper Jester

Book:Kull: Exile of Atlantis

Source: Kull: Exile of Atlantis

“It cannot be doubted that theistic belief is a comfort and a solace to those who hold it, and that the loss of it is a very painful loss. It cannot be doubted, at least, by many of us in this generation, who either profess it now, or received it in our childhood and have parted from it since with such searching trouble as only cradle-faiths can cause. We have seen the spring sun shine out of an empty heaven, to light up a soulless earth; we have felt with utter loneliness that the Great Companion is dead.”

Source: The Ethics of Belief and Other Essays

“To go out with the setting sun on an empty beach is to truly embrace your solitude.”

Sun Sea Solitude Ocean Empty Embrace Setting Settings Beach Beach And Ocean Beach Ocean Cool Beach

Author:Jeanne Moreau

“Yes, now I understood for the first time that my soul was not so poor and empty as it had seemed to me, and that it had been only the sun that was lacking to open all its germs, and buds to the light.”

Firsts Soul Light Poor Sun Understood First Time Empty My Soul Lacking Bud Germs

Book:Memories

Source: Memories

“empty and closed, hovering in some frozen netherworld neither sun nor rain could thaw.”

Sun Rain Empty Frozen Hovering

Book:Ellen Hopkins: Crank Trilogy

Source: Ellen Hopkins: Crank Trilogy

“That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.”

People Thinking Years Country Night Sound Walks Sun Quiet Late Rain Rivers Empty Passing Passings Hills Autumn Twilight Closets Coal Midnight Fog Mist Noon Dusk Cellars Attics Pantry

Book:THE OCTOBER COUNTRY

Source: THE OCTOBER COUNTRY

“But there is something about Time. The sun rises and sets. The stars swing slowly across the sky and fade. Clouds fill with rain and snow, empty themselves, and fill again. The moon is born, and dies, and is reborn. Around millions of clocks swing hour hands, and minute hands, and second hands. Around goes the continual circle of the notes of the scale. Around goes the circle of night and day, the circle of weeks forever revolving, and of months, and of years.”

Years Hands Night Dies Stars Born Hours Millions Sun Forever Week Sky Minutes Months Moon Rain Empty Notes Clouds Circles Scales Snow Clock Fades Swings Reborn Second Hand Sun Rise Revolving Rain And Snow

Book:Prelude

Source: Prelude

“I turn and I look back across the lake. The mist is gone and the ice diminished, the drip of the icicles quick and heavy. The sun is up and the sky is blue empty blue light blue clear blue. I would drink the sky if I could drink it, drink it and celebrate it and let it fill me and become me. I am getting better. Empty and clear and light and blue. I am getting better.”

Ifs Looks Light Turns Sun Gone Clear Sky Drink Empty Blue Heavy Ice Celebrate Get Better If I Could Lakes Mist Icicles Light Blue

Book:A Million Little Pieces

Source: A Million Little Pieces

“Let's get one thing clear right now, shall we? There is no Idea Dump, no Story Central, no Island of the Buried Bestsellers; good story ideas seem to come quite literally from nowhere, sailing at you right out of the empty sky: two previously unrelated ideas come together and make something new under the sun. Your job isn't to find these ideas but to recognize them when they show up.”

Writing Two Ideas Stories Shows Seems Together Jobs Sun Clear One Thing Sky Right Now Empty No Idea Islands Something New Buried Sailing Good Story Dump

Book:On writing: a memoir of the craft

Source: On writing: a memoir of the craft

“Spring TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the redness Of little leaves opening stickily. I know what I know. The sun is hot on my neck as I observe The spikes of the crocus. The smell of the earth is good. It is apparent that there is no death. But what does that signify? Not only under ground are the brains of men Eaten by maggots. Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs. It is not enough that yearly, down this hill, April Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.”

Source: Second April: Easyread Super Large 18pt Edition

“I watched her die many times. In my way, not in hers. In sunlight, in shadow, by moonlight, by candlelight. In the long afternoons when the house was empty. Only the sun was there to keep us company. We shut him out. And why not? Very soon she was as eager for what's called loving as I was - more lost and drowned afterwards.”

Way Long Dies House Lost Company Sun Shadow Empty My Way Why Not Afternoon Sunlight Moonlight Candlelight

Book:Wide Sargasso Sea

Source: Wide Sargasso Sea

“I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I'd call myself a fool to ask for more.”

Source: The Journals of Sylvia Plath

“Whiteness is the color of death, you know, not black. Wetness is life, the breeder and shaper of life. In the beginning the sun was black. So all light was absorbed before it had a chance to return. And our dreams, then, were empty.”

Knows Dream Light Black Chance Sun Color Return Empty Our Dreams Whiteness Breeders Wetness

Author:Jim Carroll

“Her mind was present because she was always gone. Her hands were filled because they grasped the meaning of empty. Life was simple. Her husband returned and she served him with indifferent patience this time. When he asked what had happened to her heat for him, she gestured to the west. The sun was setting. The sky was a body of fire.”

Mind Body Hands Simple Sun Gone Fire Happened Sky Husband Empty Filled West Setting Settings Heat Indifferent Empty Life

Book:The Antelope Wife: A Novel

Source: The Antelope Wife: A Novel

“God, how pointless and empty the world is! Days filled with cheap and tarnished moments succeed each other, restless and haunted nights follow in bitter routine: the sun shines without brightness, and the moon rises without light. My heart has the taste of ashes, and my throat is tight and weary with weeping. What is a lost soul? It is one that has turned from its true path and is groping in the darkness of remembered ways—”

Source: The 1940 Under the Volcano: A Critical Edition

“I sat in my desolation Withdrawn from all around, Feeling my life was a ruin, a failure. I was empty inside with the utter collapse of my being. I did not care anymore for living or dying. I was alone in my distress and desolation. But as I sat sadly on the ground, The sun reached out his hand to me and touched my face. And so my healing began.”

Feelings Hands Care Faces Healing Sun Dying Empty Ruins Sat Touched Funeral Collapse Distress Desolation

Book:To You the Living

Source: To You the Living

“If there is only empty space, with no suns nor planets in it, then space loses its substantiality.”

Ifs Loses Space Sun Planets Empty Buddhist Emptiness Empty Space

Author:Gautama Buddha

“And when the sun rises we are afraid it might not remain when the sun sets we are afraid it might not rise in the morning when our stomachs are full we are afraid of indigestion when our stomachs are empty we are afraid we may never eat again when we are loved we are afraid love will vanish when we are alone we are afraid love will never return and when we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard nor welcomed but when we are silent we are still afraid So it is better to speak remembering we were never meant to survive”

May Stills Might Remember Hope Speak Fear Morning Sun Heard Return Empty Silent Our Words Sun Rise Indigestion Sun Set

Book:The Black Unicorn: Poems

Source: The Black Unicorn: Poems

“The spectacle of the sky overwhelms me. Im overwhelmed when I see, in an immense sky, the crescent of the moon, or the sun. There, in my pictures, tiny forms in huge empty spaces. Empty spaces, empty horizons, empty plains - everything which is bare has always greatly impressed me.”

Form Space Sun Sky Huge Moon Empty Tiny Horizon Immense Impressed Overwhelmed Empty Space Crescent

Author:Joan Miro

“Those roads provided breath-taking views. There's something special about an empty road going on and on and on to the horizon where the sun burns the world away into a dancing, shmmering heat haze that reflects the crystal blue sky, literally blurring the line between heaven and earth.”

World Earth Heaven Lines Views Sun Sky Special Empty Breaths Blue Dancing Heat Horizon Crystals Heaven And Earth Something Special Blue Sky Haze

Author:Dave Gorman

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