From the vast, invisible ocean of moonlight overhead fell, here and here, a slender, broken stream that seemed to plash against the intercepting branches and trickle to earth, forming small white pools among the clumps...

On a long flight, after periods of crisis and many hours of fatigue, mind and body may become disunited until at times they seem completely different elements, as though the body were only a home...

People like to make up stories about things they don’t understand, so there are over a thousand myths about the moon. One legend claims that on the surface is everything that was wasted here on...

Before the use of asteroids, the only significators of the feminine in traditional chart interpretation were the Moon and Venus.

Love has a certain weightlessness to it, much as my meaty penis would on the moon.

Question for your life: Would you rather be the first female U.S. President, the first woman to walk on the moon, or the first woman to be courted by two clones who looked like Christian...

The one created thing which we cannot look at is the one thing in the light of which we look at everything. Like the sun at noonday, mysticism explains everything else by the blaze of...

Oh! Dione of Opalescent Skin Ethereal. Your oospheric containment disperses argentous streams of velvety rays that cradle recesses of soul in gossamer of beatific visions.La Luna! Your enigmatic smile. Your watery countenance stirs the imagination...

I can’t simulate you with moon, moon is fully naked and you are fully clothed.

Ronan didn’t need physics. He could intimidate even a piece of plywood into doing what he wanted.

I live by feeling, my intuition surfaces with the radiance of the moon; and the footing I take must be walked in truth. this world is too dark to think of it any other way.

The moon in her chariot of pearl

When I see the moon on a clear night, I do say “blessed be” and I remind myself to be grateful to the universe that I happen to exist in such a lovely and wondrous...

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?

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

And I was your moon because I shined brighter than any other star in your universe and you were my darkness. Without you I could not see the depth of my light and with you...

Walking around on the moon was significantly easier than we’d thought it would be. There weren’t any balance problems, so you weren’t tumbling over.

Outside everything was uncannily visible in the light of the full moon, but here in the dark shaded alleys the night was conscious of itself. (“The Moon Slave”)

We love the night and its quiet; and there is no night that we love so well as that on which the moon is coffined in clouds.

You know how the Eclipse of the sun shows it? Christ’s strength eclipses your powerlessness in God’s likeness, and there is total darkness on your weakness.

So you mean to tell me you won’t fuck anyone you don’t share some kind of deep emotional connection with? What a sad, depressing, truly horrible life you must lead…

Those do not appear to be cherry-picked numbers of some particular benchmark on a blue moon with a tailwind blowing.

If there was a little shine of gold on the moon, the mankind would have been to the moon even in the 19th century!

And who shall you be once you don your grand disguise?””La luna,” she said with a smile.”Then I shall be la notte to your moon” Archer lifted the hard black mask he held and slipped...

Estatico, cadde a sedere sul suo carico, davanti alla buca. Eccola, eccola là, eccola là, la Luna… C’era la Luna! La Luna!E Ciàula si mise a piangere, senza saperlo, senza volerlo, dal gran conforto, dalla...

Reflection is a good reminder of the truth! You may turn your eyes away from the truths, but the reflections will remind them to you! And anything which describes a truth well is a reflection...

Of course I want the moon. And, were you to offer it, I’d propose as a trade the stars in my eyes.

The moon is my mother. She is not sweet like Mary.Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.

Love, bemysticalas the flickering blue flameof nightas the fully-awokenmoonbeneath cobwebsof passing cloudsamidst chantinghigh-tidesfuzzy,as my blanketbig enough to illuminate a hundredthousand billion galaxiesand just small enough to fitinto my embrace.

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

Point-to-point transit via low orbit could dramatically speed up international flights, connecting the world even further. And safe, consistent space travel opens up the possibility of commercial space stations, trips to the moon and exploration...

Most people never believed in the real possibility of going to the moon, and neither did I until I was in my twenties.

With every fall of the sun and rise of the moon, I can hear it. The Prophecy. It echoes through the halls of time. It is written on the surface of every star. Even the...

…the Moon, the enemy of poets…(“Merchant’s Two Sons”)

You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state of the world, and a compulsion to do something about it. From out there on the moon, international politics look...

The moon was a crescent, thin and sharp as the blade of a knife.

Sleeping in a tinfoil suit keeps me warmer and helps prepare me for my voyage to the moon. Would you care for some licorice?

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.

nothing is lifelesswhen the moon writes its screedon the silvern sand silence-From the poem:”The Universe In Blossom

We are not from here, my dear. So:Let the flames take over our bodies,‘cause I wanna merely burn with you.And we can dance until we become ashes,but don’t you dare leave me when we become...

…Ah, but the Moon my Love is jealous, and can you blame him? You outshine him with your virtues…

HEARTWORKEach day is born with a sunriseand ends in a sunset, the same way weopen our eyes to see the light, and close them to hear the dark.You have no control overhow your story begins...

Clouds out of control decoct anticipation. What use can any of us have for two moons? The miracle of order has run out and I am left in an unmiraculous city where anything may happen.

I am the sun who will bring delight when you are in-front of me. I am the moon who will show shyness when you are away from me.

As you embrace Consciousness, you embrace Perfection.

On this night I had searched for them without success, fearing to find them; they were nowhere in the house, nor about the moonlit dawn. For, although the sun is lost to us for ever,...

Il était tard; ainsi qu’une médaille neuveLa pleine lune s’étalait,Et la solennité de la nuit, comme un fleuveSur Paris dormant ruisselait.

Autumn Moon, the High Sierra from Glacier Point,

In the morning, wonder and be generous like the sun. In the evening, meditate and be kind like the moon.

The moon twangs its silver strings;The river swoons into town;The wind beds down in the pines,Covers itself with stars.