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

There’s no point in saving the world if it means losing the moon.

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.

I’m convinced that before the year 2000 is over, the first child will have been born on the moon.

Who says you cannot hold the moon in your hand?Tonight when the stars come out and the moon rises in the velvet sky, look outside your window, then raise your hand and position your fingers around the disk of light.There you go . . . That was easy!

A long time ago people believed that the world is flat and the moon is made of green cheese. Some still do, to this day. The man on the moon is looking down and laughing.

SUN, MOON, AND STARRY SKYEarly summer evenings, when the first stars come out, the warm glow of sunset still stains the rim of the western sky.Sometimes, the moon is also visible, a pale white slice, while the sun tarries.Just think — all the celestial lights are present at the same time!These are moments of wonder...

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 explorer has ever known…

When you deeply love someone from that space that is beyond attachment to certain projections or desires, when you love someone just deeply, totally, completely, without any games that the mind or emotions play, then that love remains eternal in the heavens forever, and that is what pulls you back to remembering that love.

Where ego comes in, loving kindness departs. So wherever there is ego, there is very little space for true bliss and true happiness because true bliss and true happiness isn’t exclusive to the attachments the ego enjoys playing with, but rather a free state of mind that is part of loving kindness and its activities...

The way to Bliss is through Understanding, through Wisdom.

As you embrace Consciousness, you embrace Perfection.

I ignored your aura but it grabbed me by the hand, like the moon pulled the tide, and the tide pulled the sand.

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.

Even the moon cannot escape your intoxicating charms…

Look, moonI turned silver for you.

The Chinese considered the moon to be yin, feminine and full of negative energy, as opposed to the sun that was yang and exemplified masculinity. I liked the moon, with its soft silver beams. It was at once elusive and filled with trickery, so that lost objects that had rolled into the crevices of a...

Thirty-five craters on the moon are named for Jesuit scientists and mathematicians.

Give mea moon-blanket nightto keep me warma long-gone smileto comfort mea pair of rain-blue eyesto haunt mea simple soul…to love me.

We live on a blue planet that circles around a ball of fire next to a moon that moves the sea, and you don’t believe in miracles?

The black wolf’s curse awakes every time that a full moon points in the middle of the sky.

You won’t find the tales I bear in any books . . . My tales are from the Moon Realm.” —Ebb Autumn

Here, dragon-dragon-dragon!” he yelled.Lily stared in amazement. Well, that was bold, she thought, and stupid.

Look at her good, Lily,” she said, “’cause you’re seeing the end of something.””I am?””Yes, you are, because as long as people have been on this earth, the moon has been a mystery to us. Think about it. She is strong enough to pull the oceans, and when she dies away, she always comes back...

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 close, part of this world, a friend. But through the telescope, the moon seems- ironically- farther away…the gray-white moon in...

She didn’t quite know what the relationship was between lunatics and the moon, but it must be a strong one, if they used a word like that to describe the insane.

The flames of the luau bonfire burned brightly. Sparks flew into the sky and disappeared before they reached the stars above. Near the horizon, the moon was large and round and flawless as porcelain.

Look at that moon. Potato weather for sure.

We look up to see if it is day or night. If stars burn cool and moon does shine, We take to smoke divine and wine.If breath of sun does belch its heat,we boil coffee and prepare to eat.

We think that tomorrow, unless we surrender, they may drop the moon on us.” “You’re joking.””Wish I was.

I wanted to create a voyage to the moon just for her, but what Ishould have given her was a real journey on earth.

That’s one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind

…Neruda was right about all mysterious women – The moon lives in the lining of their skin…

It was growing dark on this long southern evening, and suddenly, at the exact point her finger had indicated, the moon lifted a forehead of stunning gold above the horizon, lifted straight out of filigreed, light-intoxicated clouds that lay on the skyline in attendant veils. Behind us, the sun was setting in a simultaneous congruent...

I wished upon the moon one night, bewitched by how it shone so white. While staring up with some excite my eyes beheld a wondrous sight! The moon so lustrous and white transformed into an armored knight who caused me just a moments fright when he jumped down from such a height. No more a...

I’m just over the moon,

Why is it always such a surprise? thinks Toby. The moon. Even though we know it’s coming. Every time we see it, it makes us pause, and hush.

…in January, everything seems desolate. The Moon ascends to cold heights – and I, a ragged sky filled with dark kisses…lie abandoned by you…

Am I saint-like? Do I slay dragons and hang the moon as well?

Go slowly, my lovely moon, go slowly.

Cheap little rhymesA cheap little tuneAre sometimes as dangerousAs a sliver of the moon.

the moon is just another kind of clock

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

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

I’m a survivor. And like the moon, I have a feeling it would take a truly spectacular event to keep me from taking my place in the scheme of things, waxing, waning, and eclipsing notwithstanding.

The days were brief and attenuated and the season appeared to be fixed – neither summer nor winter, spring nor fall. A thermal haze of inexpressible sweetness, though bearing tiny bits of grit or mica, had eased into the Valley from the industrial region to the north and there were nights when the sun set...

Please, help me. Young werewolves in love. I turned to walk into the house, moving carefully.I had never much believed in God. Well, that’s not quite true. I believed that there was a God, or something close enough to it to warrant the name if there were demons, there had to be angels, right? If...

The stars are brilliant at this time of night and I wander these streets like a ritual I don’t dare to break for darling, the times are quite glorious.I left him by the water’s edge,still waving long after the ship was goneand if someone would have screamed my name I wouldn’t have heard for I’ve...

Well, at least this is what I told myself every day as I fell asleep with the fire still burning and the moon shining high up in the sky and my head spinning comforting from two bottles of wine, and I smiled with tears in my eyes because it was beautiful and so god damn...

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