Top 100 My Sun Quotes
#1. SONG You bound strong sandals on my feet, You gave me bread and wine, And sent me under sun and stars, For all the world was mine. Oh, take the sandals off my feet, You know not what you do, For all my world is in your arms, My sun and stars are you.
Sara Teasdale
#2. Light of my heart is my spirit through which I created my universe,
and I see the beauty of my sun, my moon and my dazzling stars.
Debasish Mridha
#3. I am a planet orbiting my sun," He whispered, forcing me to step closer to hear him. "I am only Mathias.
Shari Richardson
#4. You're the only one for me.
My sun rises and sets on your smile.
My heart beats because yours does.
Elle Kennedy
#5. You're the first, the last, and my everything and the answer to all my dreams. You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star, my kind of wonderful, that's what you are
Barry White
#6. Know you not that you are my sun by day, and my star by night? By my faith! I was in deepest darkness till you appeared and illuminated all.
Alexandre Dumas
#7. You always have my attention. When you're in the room, you're my sun.
Kate Meader
#8. The water shines only by the sun. And it is you who are my sun. (L'eau ne brille que par le soleil. - Et c'est toi qui es mon soleil.)
Charles De Leusse
#9. Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
E. E. Cummings
#10. You're my sun, Delilah. Please don't take that away.
Ella Fox
#11. Tell your father I never wanted to be a rose, only ever a night-scented gilliflower, and his moon was my sun.
Sylvie Grohne
#12. What am I to you?'
Sophiel smiled.
'The sun. You are my sun, like Astrid said. My sun, that lights up my life. That looks after me with its fiery rays. I only have to turn towards it for it to set fire to my heart.
A.O. Esther
#14. As we walk, I know without looking where Dare is. It's like I'm a planet and he's my axis ... or my sun. I feel his heat, I feel his presence, and I ache to lean into it, to fold into him, to absorb his strength.
Courtney Cole
#15. You are everything to me, my sun, my moon, the air I breathe. Nothing exists except you. I love you.
Rachel Higginson
#18. I just want you to know that you are my sun, my moon, and my stars. My heaven, my hell, and my earth. I'd do anything for you. I'd go anywhere for you. If you ever left me, I'd follow you.
Lauren Hammond
#19. You're the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last thing when I go to sleep. You're my sun and moon and stars, my past and present-and I hope you'll be my future.
A.G. Henley
#20. my sun," he says, tongue lashing mine, "my moon," teeth biting my lips, a growl so deep it makes my toes curl, "my very fucking air, Kara.
Jennifer Sage
#21. You are my sun, and if the sun went out, the shadow would die.
Sidney Sheldon
#23. There was a darkness in Jacob now. Like my sun had imploded.
Stephenie Meyer
#25. I love you; my heart belongs to you; I am you; I lost myself in you; you are my expression, my beauty, my life and living. You are my mirror, my sun, and my moon.
Debasish Mridha
#26. Eros is my sun, Ares is my fire, but Hephaestus is my rock, my foundation, and no matter where I go or what I do, I will always come back to him. I know that now.
Aimee Carter
#27. Magic waited for me in the morning dew of this brand new day. And silence sang, so soft and low. It touched my sun dappled skin and kissed my parted lips.
Brandi L. Bates
#28. Your beauty is my sun; without you all is dark.
- Sultan Suleyman the Magnificent
P.J. Parker
#29. He was the heart of my world, my gravity, my sun. My life before him was a dream from which I'd joyously awoken. He turned this dusty cell into a prince's chamber, hung it with satin and silks. I loved him.
Harper Fox
#30. From this day forward, you will be my sun at dawn and my stars at night, and I vow to love and cherish you for all our days.
Marissa Meyer
#31. I was used to driving my sun chariot across the sky, where every lane was the fast lane. I was not used to the Long Island Expressway. Believe me, even at midday in the middle of January, there is nothing express about your expressways.
Rick Riordan
#32. Addy, you are my sun, my moon, andmy stars. You are my heaven, my hell, and my earth. I'd go anywhere with you. I'd follow you anywhere.
Lauren Hammond
#33. Have you found your life distasteful?
My life did and does smack sweet.
Was your youth of pleasure wasteful?
Mine I save and hold complete.
Do your joys with age diminish?
When mine fail me, I'll complain.
Must in death your daylight finish?
My sun sets to rise again.
Robert Browning
#34. In that moment he was everything I had and could never lose; my sun, my moon, my star, a rock, a chest in which I could store every single secret and trust implicitly with the key. - Chloe
Becky Wicks
#36. Lord, you are my lover, my longing, my flowing stream, my sun, and I am your reflection.
Mechthild Of Magdeburg
#37. I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.
Abraham Cowley
#39. She is great," said Jared. "And beautiful. She's like a star to me, something bright and lovely seen from another world. She's someone else's sun. That's how all other girls are to me. You're my sun.
Sarah Rees Brennan
#40. There is joy in self-forgetfulness. So I try to make the light in others' eyes my sun, the music in others' ears my symphony, the smile on others' lips my happiness.
Helen Keller
#41. When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east," she said sadly. "When the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves. When my womb quickens again, and I bear a living child. Then you will return, my sun-and-stars, and not before." -Daenerys Targaryen
George R R Martin
#42. Because you are my sun. You are the light of my life and you are the voice that calls me from my dreams.
Mairin
Shari Richardson
#43. It was magic, I felt the bond between us.
She was a jelly to my peanuts, Mars to Venus,
The Earth to my sun, moon and stars,
We added up mathematically ...
It's like I had a bad habit, B!
Ghostface Killah
#44. As far back as I can remember, I have worshipped the sun. My skin is fair, but as the years have gone by, it has toughened and darkened. I now turn a rich golden brown every summer, but only after the first day of burning.
Jane Green
#45. All I knew was that he had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen and that his smile melted my heart like the sun melts butter
Anonymous
#46. The sun was a warrior whom I gladly contested and whom I overthrew. Dazzling and magnificent was the sun's army on my back and joyous were the blades of sweat that came from my pores and vanquished him.
Eve Langley
#47. It was high time, for I now began to be tortured with thirst. The glow of the sun from above, its thousandfold reflection from the waves, the sea-water that fell and dried upon me, caking my very lips with salt, combined to make my throat burn and my brain ache.
Robert Louis Stevenson
#48. This, my children," Alistair said proudly, "was barbecue pork." Dan rapped his fingers against the latch. "Been out in the sun for a long time.
Peter Lerangis
#49. But my heart is a treacherous star, refusing to dim when the sun rises
Jessica Khoury
#50. But Nature too, shakes off her sleep today; By May's mild sun we see reviv'd her frame, Around my window Venus' birds proclaim, The month most cherish'd backwards bends his way!
Alphonse De Lamartine
#51. Under the burning sun on the street I began to feel the weight of my ninety years, and to count minute by minute the minutes of the nights I had left before I died.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#52. The Bleach You are your hair and your eyes and your thoughts. You are what you look at and what you feel and what you do about it. The light from the sun is still a part of the sun. My thoughts of you are as real as any part of you.
Pleasefindthis
#53. Nash has been the sun lighting up the horizon of my life, outshining everything else in my world. I'd thought once that he was to good to be true. Turns out I was right.
Rachel Vincent
#54. What do you mean, Jesus?' May Roper pulled the crocheted sea a little further up her legs.
'On the drainpipe. I've seen Him with my own eyes.'
'Have you been in the sun again, Brian?'
'Sheila Dakin thinks it's a sign.'
'A sign she's been at the sherry.
Joanna Cannon
#55. The sun was like a huge 50-cent piece that someone had poured kerosene on and then had lit with a match, and said, "Here, hold this while I go get a newspaper," and put the coin in my hand, but never came back.
Richard Brautigan
#56. The First Amendment has the same role in my life as a citizen and a writer as the sun has in our ecosystem.
Michael Chabon
#57. I really only ever go on sun holidays so in my experience I prepare myself for the beach.
Lisa Snowdon
#58. You hold me very tight in under my clothes, and if there's a library anywhere near then someone just removed its roof, the shelves just flooded with the sun and all the old books just remembered what it means to be bound in skin and to have a spine.
Ali Smith
#59. i will wade out until my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. i will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air
E. E. Cummings
#60. She kept talking and she kept talking. I thought she would never stop. Standing there, I felt the sun pour through the windows, setting and rising on my back. The sunroom had become a sundial measuring the geological age of my psychological toture.
Paul Tremblay
#61. The habit of getting up early, which I had formed when the children were young, now became my choice. I am not very bright or very witty or very inventive after the sun goes down.
Toni Morrison
#62. holding
the evening
tremblingly close
to me
i weep
into
the sun
letting
the burden
of hope
lift off my chest
i realize
this is what
it means
to be free.
Sanober Khan
#63. He was reading with his mouth open, and he didn't hear me walk across the porch and sit down on the railing opposite his chair.
I kicked his chair with the toe of my shoe. "Stop reading, Mac," I said. "Put down that book. Entertain me." He was reading Hemingway's The Sun Also Rises.
J.D. Salinger
#64. Like a blind spinner in the sun,I tread my days:I know that all the threads will runAppointed ways.I know each day will bring its task,And being blind no more I ask.
Helen Hunt Jackson
#65. Falling for a person isn't a process. You can't plan for it in advance, or anticipate its arrival. Love strikes in single moments. Anywhere. Anytime. Some day you catch them gardening in the sun, or singing dreadfully in the shower, and you think, Oh, I could spend all my life with you
Beau Taplin
#66. I drank that Wine of which the Soul is its vessel.
Its ecstasy has stolen my intellect away.
A Light came and kindled a Flame in the depth of my Soul.
A Light so radiant that the sun orbits around it like a butterfly.
Rumi
#67. Just to lie here in the sun with great white peaks all around me and the biggest glacier in Europe at my feet, to eat from time to time, to sleep a little and dream a great deal- it is a heavenly existence.
George Leigh Mallory
#68. The cool drizzle kisses my skin in a sweet contrast to the affectionate warmth from the sun, pushing me into a trance while I await his return.
Inger Iversen
#69. My pigment is of the earth, and collecting my sacred fire from my solar plexus with the central sun of the earth.
Jimmy Cliff
#70. Monday is a sloppy umbrella day, which makes everybody a little blue. Cole, dropping by my office in the morning, wastes no time in blowing off steam. "You can TAKE this DAY and SHOVE IT where the SUN DOESN'T SHINE," he growled.
"Too late. Somebody already DID THAT.
Giorge Leedy
#71. Sun shines," wrote Christopher Isherwood in his Berlin Stories, "and Hitler is the master of this city. The sun shines, and dozens of my friends ... are in prison, possibly dead." The
Erik Larson
#72. People here worship the sun." "Yes, but my people worship the God who made the sun.
Gilbert Morris
#73. Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near.
John Keble
#74. Hear me, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.
Chief Joseph
#75. [There is less precision in the Chinese than I have thought it well to introduce into my translation, and the commentaries on the passage are by no means explicit. But, having regard to the context, we can hardly doubt that Sun Tzu is holding up I Chih and Lu Ya as illustrious
Sun Tzu
#76. Yes, I think he even has a title. He's like son and heir.'
I turned her words over in my mind as I pretended to play with my phone.
Sun and hair
Son and heir
Sun and air
Olivia Sudjic
#77. I run in Central Park as the sun comes up. Some may mistake it for walking, but I swear I am running. I could not do it without my iPod.
Hoda Kotb
#78. I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
Alive
with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
E. E. Cummings
#79. Oh you, unceasing sun, to me Your particles communicate The luminous essence of God, Are you our God? I do not know. Intoxicated, I say nought, Bewitched by the magic potion. I cannot differentiate Between my drunk and sober state.
Rumi
#80. I'm saying that I can't live without the sun shining down on my face, and I can't dream without the stars kissing me goodnight. I can't be without you
S.L. Jennings
#81. He folded into my arms. I buried my face in his hair, and I listened to the sounds of midsummer on my island. Gorse pods were crackling in the sun. When the wind shifted, I could hear the voice of the sea, woven through always with birdsong and mermaids.
Harper Fox
#82. If ye were no longer there - or somewhere - " he said very softly, "then the sun would no longer come up or go down." He lifted my hand and kissed it, very gently. He laid it, closed around my ring, upon my chest, rose, and left.
Diana Gabaldon
#83. I looked up from that churning amphitheater to the view beyond it.
The great, gray eye of the sky looked back at me, its mist-shrouded sun focusing
all the white and silent distances that poured from every point of the compass, hill after pale hill, to stall at my feet.
Sylvia Plath
#84. High in the heavens I saw the moon this morning, Albeit the sun shone bright; Unto my soul it spoke, in voice of warning, "Remember Night!"
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
#86. The sun reflects off the side mirror, momentarily blinding me. And all I can think is: how is the sun shining when my heart is breaking?
Cheryl McIntyre
#87. Charming hour of the day, particularly when, as sometimes happens, it is also that of the setting sun whose last rays, raking the street from end to end, lend to my cenotaph an interminable shadow, astraddle of the gutter and the sidewalk.
Samuel Beckett
#88. Is it a world in the making
that turns as it whistles to the depths of my being
It is burning
Suppose it were to appear
A bleeding rosary at the window
a sun setting on the marshlands
("Silver Clasp")
Paul Dermee
#89. As if my world was dark and Jethro was the sun bringing me nutrition I never knew I needed.
Pepper Winters
#90. I told him I was sick unto death of miniwomen, miniclothes, miniloves, minideaths and my own damned minilife. I wanted empty cays, gaudy reefs, hot sun, swift fish, and maybe some talk when it was time for talking.
John D. McDonald
#91. I trust, and I recognize the beneficence of the power which we all worship as supreme- Order, Fate, the Great Spirit, Nature, God. I recognize this power in the sun that makes all things grow and keeps life afoot. I make a friend of this indefinable force ... this is my religion of optimism.
Helen Keller
#92. Oh, no. This has "marriage" written all over it. Travis, read my lips: remember that Fellini film with the prostitute who says that every new sunrise makes her a virgin? It doesn't work that way with me. Even the sun thinks I'm a slut.
Steve Kluger
#93. The waves of the Pacific slap the sand between my toes and off in the distance the setting sun coaxes a million diamond-fish to pierce the ocean's surface, stand on their tails, and shimmy.
Logan Ryan Smith
#94. Whenever I saw a sunset, I would quietly make my secret wish right before the sun tucked under the western horizon and disappeared. It would seem as if the sun had taken my wish with it. I'd make it right before the last speck of light vanished.
Michael Jackson
#95. The sun was hot on my skin, too bright as it bounced off the white concrete and blinded me. I felt dangerously exposed. More fiercely than I would have dreamed I was capable of, I wished for the green, protective forest of Forks ... of home.
Stephenie Meyer
#96. I want to lie, shipwrecked and comatose, Drinking fresh mango juice. Goldfish shoals, nibbling at my toes. Fun fun fun in the sun sun sun. Fun fun fun in the sun sun sun.
Howard Goodall
#97. When someone shows me even the tiniest bit of kindness my entire soul still twists towards them. A sunflower searching for the sun. A hatchling keening for its mother. I
Darshana Suresh
#98. Sometimes, as practice for trying to convince myself that God exists, I try to convince my shadow that the sun exists.
Robert Breault
#99. Once I embraced the dreams that once inspired. Now I've found that there is too much I didn't recognize as a gift. I may be too late to see, cherish, and endure. I may never change, but be forever stuck in the past without realizing until my eyes open to the sun and I have forgotten the moon.
J.D. Stroube
#100. I get burnt in the sun, so there's no point me getting pecs for when I take my shirt off in the summer.
Brian O'Driscoll
