Creativity is in the heart of the dreamer.

The moon knows that we’re in love.

It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold the body of the Moon.

But even when the moon looks like it’s waning…it’s actually never changing shape. Don’t ever forget that.

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For me, the most ironic token of [the first human moon landing] is the plaque signed by President Richard M. Nixon that Apollo 11 took to the moon. It reads, ‘We came in peace for...

The moon has been loving us with her dreamy smile for billions of years, but still she is not tired.

The moon looked like melted mozzarella to my bleary and blurry vision. Was I tired, intoxicated, or in love? Or was I sober, asleep, and alone?

I loved her like the sun might say to the moon, “Stop stealing my light!”

The magic of autumn has seized the countryside; now that the sun isn’t ripening anything it shines for the sake of the golden age; for the sake of Eden; to please the moon for all...

The dolphins play, the whales sing: the unicorn dances. . . The Charm of the Unseen, the Barely Seen, the Hidden, descends cryptically upon all sentient beings. Your Blessed Charisma, Grateful Goddess, whether waxing or...

Don’t punish moon, if sun is too hot on you.

What I really want to tell him is to pick up that baby of his and hold her tight, to set the moon on the edge of her crib and to hang her name up...

Hasn’t there always been a moon?””Bless you. Not in the slightest. I remember the day the moon came. We looked up in the sky–it was all dirty brown and sooty gray here then, not green...

My BelovedKnow that my beloved in hidden from everyoneKnow that she is beyond the belief of all beliefsKnow that in my heart she is as clear as the moonKnow that she is the life in...

Everyone wants sunshine but sometimes Moon’s light even help us while on the path of Life

Maybe there’s a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some...

The forest has shrunkAnd fear has expanded,The forests have dwindled,There are less animals now, less courage and less lightning,less beautyand the moon lies bare,deflowered by force andthen abandoned.

Treading the soil of the moon, palpating its pebbles, tasting the panic and splendor of the event, feeling in the pit of one’s stomach the separation from terra… these form the most romantic sensation an...

But I can’t tell you when we’ll go back to the moon. I think it’ll be in the next 50 years, but I don’t know. I sure hope we get space tourism before I get...

There’s a historical milestone in the fact that our Apollo 11 landing on the moon took place a mere 66 years after the Wright Brothers’ first flight.

On some days she was able to see both sun and moon at the same time. Like feuding cousins, they hung in two corners of the vast world-ceiling refusing to look at one another. The...

my bones are heavy” i would only mean itas a good thingheavy bones can’t be broken,you can’t break heavy bones

The moon is beautiful only when the mind is seeking beauty and the heart is loving.

Life will hack off your head and shit down your neck every chance it gets. I’ve found that consuming drugs and booze, listening to music and always having an excuse in the best way to...

I watched the moon alone, unable to share his cold beauty with anyone.

The moon belongs to the lovers? Yes! But it also belongs to the lonely! It belongs to anyone who needs it!

Yesterday, Amelia and Kit came over for supper, and we took a blanket down to the beach afterward to watch the moon rise. Kit loves to do that, but she always falls asleep before it...

Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.

Every month there is a moon, gigantic, round, heavy, an omen. IT transits, pauses, continues on and passes out of sight, and I see despair coming towards me like famine. To feel that empty, again,...

The sun, moon, and stars God gave to the world, but He embedded their glories in your countenance just for me. Woven in your hair are the sun’s shimmering golden rays. From your face glows...

With my naked eye, on nights the moon climbs slowly, sometimes so dusted with rust and rose, brown, and gold tones that it nearly drips earth colors and seems intimately braided with Earth, it feels...

I do not want to sleepfor fear I might miss the twinkle of the brightest starfor fear I may never knowhow the moon glimmers, in the darkest hour.

The moon hangs alien, heavy, like a lock on a door; the door is tightly shut. (“The North”)

I’m very influenced by jazz drummers. I always liked drummers like Roger Taylor, Keith Moon, Ian Paice, John Densmore. I just learned from playing to those drummers.

Mahtab looked out of the window at the moon clearing the rooftops, bathing everything around in its silver light. She sighed, envying Nasim’s freedom. For just like Mahtab’s namesake, as the moonlight was beholden to...

Some things just can’t be described. And stepping onto the moon was one of them.

The sun does not abandon the moon to darkness.

The moon is an orbital albino, and it gets tons of sunlight, so I propose Operation Sunscreen, where astronauts coat the surface of the moon with a protective layer of sunscreen. If you care about...

I wear a tinfoil suit, because you never know when you’ll be going to the moon. I’ll probably have more luck finding the love of my life on a lonely and dead space rock.

Question for your life: Let’s say we’re making love on the moon, and my clone decides to show up. Would you tell either me or him to get lost?

Anyhow, I took every stitch of clothing off and got out of bed. And I got down on my knees on the floor in the white moonlight. The heat was off and the room must...

In New York, there are so many potholes, they’re like craters on the moon. That’s another traffic thing.

Death’s life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights

Purity is defined by the clearness of the stars

…I live with regrets – the bittersweet loss of innocence – the red track of the moon upon the lake – the inability to return and do it again…

As dull as moon face, never seem to change.

…I looked out the window at walls of moonlit cloud rising beside us as though we we were at the bottom of some, gray and ivory canyon, hung above the moon-smashed sea…But, with whatever hindsight,...

The moon is a loyal companion.It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself....

When we understand that Peace is a state of mind we understand true Peace.