We all have someone we thinks shines so much more than we do that we are not even a moon to their sun, but a dead little rock floating in the space next to their gold and their blaze.
Submitted by KaelaRTowne 11 months ago
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To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western wood, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. And to the clear northern sky, I give you King Peter the Magnificent.
Submitted by shackles87 over 1 year ago
Turn your face toward the sun and the shadows will fall behind you.
Submitted by zzravizz over 1 year ago
If you kissed the sun right out of the sky for me.
Submitted by laura over 1 year ago
Here comes the sun, doo da doo doo, Here comes the sun, and I say, It's alright
Submitted by kindheart13 over 2 years ago
Peoples are made of hate and of love, and more of hate than love. But love, like the sun that it is, sets afire and melts everything.
Submitted by Kaye11 over 2 years ago
I'll tell you how the sun rose—
A ribbon at a time.
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one.
Sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things: there's likewise a wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?
Ah, Sun-flower! weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the Sun.
He amused himself for a moment, picturing Dumbledore, with his long silver beard, full-length wizard's robes, and pointed hat, stretched out on a beach somewhere, rubbing suntan lotion onto his long crooked nose.
Submitted by pandorasinbox over 2 years ago
[on the setting sun] As afternoons run into evenings, it becomes so saturated with the toxins all around it that it can no longer hold itself up and, grown heavy and feeble, sinks. Serge watches it die time and time again, watches its derelict disc slip into silvery, metallic marshland, where it drowns and dissolves.