At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear.

True love is the tide that pulls out to sea, but always returns to kiss the shore at sunrise.

I go to bed later than mostPeople to see the moon in the night sky.And wake up earlier than most people to watch the Sunrise.

Would Turner have slept through such terrific drama? Absolutely not! Anyone in my business who slept through that would be a fool. I don’t keep office hours.

I make love like an albino sings—softly, and from sunset to sunrise (except in Alaska).

Time and again the sun sets like a bedimming curtain before my eyes, taking with it all illumination, warmth, and color. I am overwhelmed by night and the monsters that lurk in shadows of despair....

I got to bed later than most people to see the moon in the night sky. And wake up earlier than most people to watch the Sunrise.

Sunrise is the time to feel that you will be able to find out how to help somebody close to you who you think needs help even if he doesn’t think. At sunrise everything is...

There’s always a story. It’s all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything’s got a story in it. Change the story, change the world.

I am running and singing and when it’s raining I’m the only one left on the open street, smiling with my eyes fixed on the sky because it’s cleaning me. I’m the one on the...

Nature awakens in brilliant colors of autumn, making me wish winter would bid adieu.

Sad, slow music in the small hours of the morning isn’t just sad and slow music. It’s a narration. And through the myriad of morning dew, we are the twinkling stars that fade with the...

Ô, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth.

How sweet the morning air is! See how that one little cloud floats like a pink feather from some gigantic flamingo. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. It...

You are a star. Watch your star closely to see where it will lead you.