Sky Moon Quotes

#1. I was out walking the other evening. This fellow accosted me, and asked if that was the moon up there in the sky. I replied that I had no idea, as I was a stranger there myself.

Chic Murray

#2. Moon dipped low over the dark outlines of the mountains, and the sable sky blazed with stars. There

Elizabeth Peters

#3. The Moon was the most spectacularly beautiful desert you could ever imagine. Unspoilt. Untouched. It had a vibrancy about it and the contrast between it and the black sky was so vivid, it just made this impression of excitement and wonder.

Charles Duke

#4. I want to be closer to the sky. Closer to the pink moon. And closer to the stars that shine over South Bend, which turn out to be the very same ones that twinkle over Brooklyn.

Adriana Trigiani

#5. I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky,
And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.

Muhammad Iqbal

#6. When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in a sky of silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine it
delicate, slim, precise, like a paper-thin slice from a cabochon jewel.
It may not be very useful, but it is beautiful.
And sometimes it is enough.

Vera Nazarian

#7. Gazing into his eyes, I was lost in their intensity. It was like looking into the bluest sky and carrying on to infinity. I felt mesmerised, hypnotised and transfixed all at once.

Pat Spence - Blue Moon

#8. So now, when the people of Earth looked up into the night sky at the place where they ought to have seen the moon, they saw instead this slowly tumbling constellation of white boulders.

Neal Stephenson

#9. Thus I die. Thus, thus, thus. Now I am dead, Now I am fled, My soul is in the sky. Tongue, lose thy light. Moon take thy flight. Now die, die, die, die.

William Shakespeare

#10. I look up at the shining silvery coin of a moon rolling around in the sky and think I might be seeing the miracles.

Jandy Nelson

#11. You are as beautiful as sky, as soft as moon, as shiny as stars and as angry as Sun.

M.F. Moonzajer

#12. Nothing beats a haunted moonlit night on All Hallows Eve ... And on this fatal night, at this witching time, the starless sky laments black and unmoving. The somber hues of an ominous, dark forest are suddenly illuminated under the emerging face of the full moon.

Elizabeth Kim

#13. Look around at the azaleas making fuchsia star bursts in spring; look at a full moon hanging silver in a black sky on a cold night. And realize that life is glorious, and that you have no business taking it for granted.

Anna Quindlen

#14. I've never seen a moon in the sky that, if it didn't take my breath away, at least misplaced it for a moment.

Colin Farrell

#15. When the sky is clear, when the sea is calm and the full moon is rising, whatever you are doing, leave it; go to the seaside; sit and watch it! You will then reach the land where there is no thinking; the land of pure wisdom!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#16. Who knows if the moon's / a balloon, coming out of a keen city / in the sky - filled with pretty people?

E. E. Cummings

#17. Bet I know something else you don't. There's dew on the grass in the morning.'
He suddenly couldn't remember if he had known this or not, and it made him quite irritable.
'And if you look' - she nodded at the sky - 'there's a man on the moon.'
He hadn't looked for a long time.

Ray Bradbury

#18. After two stories, I blew out my light. The night was clear. My ceiling was the sky and an eyelash of the moon. By shifting from side to side, I made my hammock swing me into sleep.

Gail Carson Levine

#19. She was the person who hung the moon in my sky. She lit the dark and made me want more than I was comfortable with.

Belle Aurora

#20. The air smelled of gunpowder when Daniel emerged from the Angel tube stop and headed for Islington Police Station. It was midsummer and airless, the moon slipping unseen into a bright, troubled sky. The day was gravid, ready to burst. As

Lisa Ballantyne

#21. Listen to the night wind in the trees, Listen to the summer grass singing; Listen to the time that's tripping by, And the dawn dew falling. Listen to the moon as it climbs the sky, Listen to the pebbles humming; Listen to the mist in the trembling leaves, And the silence calling.

Ruskin Bond

#22. Weep slept. Dreamers dreamed. A grand moon drifted, and, and the wings of the citadel cut the sky in two: light above, dark below.

Laini Taylor

#23. The President forgot to mention the Moon, Mars, and the federal deficit - all of which are sky-high.

Brad Sherman

#24. Blood moon risin' in a sky of black dust, tell me baby, who do you trust?

Bruce Springsteen

#25. I don't fetch for humans! But I'd cut the fucking moon out of the sky for her.

Karen Marie Moning

#26. Soldier, there is a war between the mind
And sky, between thought and day and night. It is
For that the poet is always in the sun,
Patches the moon together in his room
To his Virgilian cadences, up down,
Up down. It is a war that never ends.

Wallace Stevens

#27. If you can fly, don't stop at the sky, 'cause there's footprints on the moon!

Adam Young

#28. The stillest hour of the night had come, the hour before dawn, when the world seems to hold its breath. The moon hung low, and had turned from silver to copper in the sleeping sky.

Kate Chopin

#29. I died on a bitter cold night. Beneath a black sky and a bruised winter moon, I tried to fly, hoping my arms might act as wings.

Jennifer Archer

#30. You be the sun, I'll be the moon, let's share the stars and dance in the sky.

Karen Quan

#31. I see the same sky above me, the same stars and moon, but nothing will ever be the same for me, because I love you." Whoever said love was grand evidently had never been in love.

D.F. Jones

#32. God put the moon in the sky to remind us that our darkest moments lead to our brightest.

Lynne Ewing

#33. Centuries ago, human beings created marriage. Later, they looked to the sky and dreamt of traveling to the moon. Coincidence?

Dana Gould

#34. It's not just my imagination - looking at the sky, the clouds, the moon and the stars really does make me feel calm and hopeful. It's much better medicine than valerian or bromide. Nature makes me feel humble and ready to face every blow with courage! As

Anne Frank

#35. With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies!
How silently, and with how wan a face!

Philip Sidney

#36. A radiant full moon of silver hangs in the black sky, between the veils of misty clouds.

Moonshine Noire

#37. You marvel at the economy and this choice of words. How many ways can you describe the sky and the moon? After Sylvia Plath, what can you say?

Toni Morrison

#38. As impossible, in fact, as keeping the moon ... So I looked down the line at all my friends, knowing I would always remember this. And then I turned my gaze back up to the sky, and put my faith in that moon and its return.

Sarah Dessen

#39. The sky was filled with fat stars, swollen from the long night. The moon had risen briefly and then slipped out of sight. It was one of those sad moons that no one looks at or pays attention to. It had hung there a while, misshapen, not shedding any light, and then gone to hide behind the hills.

Juan Rulfo

#40. The Moon, the dried weeds and the Pleiades - Seven feet tall the dark, dried weed stalks make a part of the night a red lace on the milky blue sky

William Carlos Williams

#41. Sometimes the sky looks so beautiful and at the same time earth also looks so beautiful and finally we look so beautiful as well! By just looking at the nature you become the nature itself! Look at the beautiful full moon, you become a beautiful full moon!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#42. I love you too, I told him. There was nothing in the world I was more certain of. Not one thing. Not the sky or the moon, not the earth or the sun.

R.K. Lilley

#43. My mind is the sun,
and my heart is the moon.
In the sky between them,
there I am.

Cristen Rodgers

Cristen Rodgers

#44. What matters it if the earth be red! the moon remains white; these are the indifferences of the sky.

Victor Hugo

#45. The green has widened for an Arcadian delight, and over the sky, the sun had departed. But the moonlit beams unshackled the sulky spells of life. Moon adorned with eloquent jewelry of purple as a semblance to her inward gloom and outward passion.

Nithin Purple

#46. He no longer had an accurate visual memory of the size of the moon in the sky, and so he could not estimate how many times larger the cloud was.

Neal Stephenson

#47. It was a nearly starless sky. Black clouds hung heavy overhead, blocking out the moon.

Ally Carter

#48. Evie," he whispered next to her ear, "I want to make love to you, hold you in my arms, until the moon crosses the sky and the morning comes.

Caroline Fyffe

#49. This is no honky-tonk parade. 1Q84 is the real world, where a cut draws real blood, where pain is real pain and fear is real fear. The moon in the sky is no paper moon.

Haruki Murakami

#50. If your thoughts are universal, you visit every house, every window, like the Moon on the sky!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#51. So sweep away the sand an' dry the ocean, an' just pack the moon an' stars up in a cardboard box. And stop the clouds from chimin', block the sun from shinin',an' paint the sky a deeper shade of blue, 'cause my world's over without you.

Kenny Rogers

#52. This particular evening, a giant yellow moon crested over a clear warm sky, so every fixture, the owls included, was floodlit like a carnival on its last night in town, and moon-drunk roars came from every corner. A perfect night to go out and make some dirty magic. *

Charlie Jane Anders

#53. Like the sun and the moon, we were always meant to be in the same sky.

Stephanie Dray

#54. I studied a crescent moon hung crooked in a plum purple sky and thought about what it would be like to truly be seen.

Laura Whitcomb

#55. I write to create a sky where the moon can touch the sun and not get burned.

Jenim Dibie

#56. What if we could paint the moon a different color? Like - purple?

Tessa Emily Hall

#57. Still, the moon stood out clearly against the sky. It hung up there faithfully, without a word of complaint concerning the city lights or the noise or the air pollution.

Haruki Murakami

#58. Don't tell me the sky's the limit ...

Paul Brandt

#59. Give me the setting sun, and I'll be a richer man than most / For never have I seen gold like that which glows above the earth. / Give me the night sky, and I'll be rich beyond all ruin / For never have I seen diamonds like those that dance beside the moon.

Rachel Morgan

#60. Rowdy and I played one-on-one for hours. we played until dark. we played until the streetlights lit up court. we played until the bats swooped down at our heads. we played until the moon was huge and golden and perfect in the dark sky.
we didn't keep score.

Sherman Alexie

#61. (...)my love for you is deeper than anything that happened between us. My love for you is the sun, the sky, and the moon. It's the air I breathe. It lives in everything I do. It's better than good. It's everlasting.

Gabby Rivera

#62. Those horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage ...

Theophile Gautier

#63. There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.

Dejan Stojanovic

#64. He pauses for only a fraction of a second. Then he leans forward and presses his lips to mine, and the whole world powers off, the moon and the rain and the sky and the streets, and it's just the two of us in the dark, alive, alive, alive.

Lauren Oliver

#65. To wish for your own happiness is sometimes coupled with another person's unhappiness. Since I couldn't pray for my own happiness, I prayed to the moon in the night sky for the happiness of the one whose warm hand I held.

Chica Umino

#66. If you point out the moon to a cat, she probably won't look at the sky; she'll come up and sniff your finger.

Steve Hagen

#67. For you, a comet, under a blue sky, leaves trail of color,
For you, a star, dreams of being able to kiss you, dream to hear your voice
For you, full moon, keep vigil for you, my girl, keep vigil for you, my love.

Miguel El Portugues

#68. The sky was incredible that night, the moon nearly full and the stars littering the sky like tossed stones.

Sarah Addison Allen

#69. What do you do there, moon, in the sky? Tell me what you do, silent moon. When evening comes you rise and go contemplating wastelands; then you set.

Giacomo Leopardi

#70. Tonight when the moon
was almost full
the sky too bright for love

I met in a wood
a dream pale owl
with eyes that were not blue

and like myself, he was not wise
and he was not good
but sometime he was true.

John Squadra

#71. Sometimes in the afternoon sky the moon would pass white as a cloud, furtive, lusterless, like an actress who does not have to perform yet and who, from the audience, in street clothes, watches the other actors for a moment, making herself inconspicuous, not wanting anyone to pay attention to her.

Marcel Proust

#72. The road to Manderley lay ahead. There was no moon. The sky above our heads was inky black. But the sky on the horizon was not dark at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.

Daphne Du Maurier

#73. The bats stop flying above and the moon stands still. He commands the air and the sky and my body.

Eliza Freed

#74. Once I was beset by anxiety but I pushed the fear away by studying the sky, determining when the moon would come out and where the sun would appear in the morning.

Louise Bourgeois

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

Galileo Galilei

#76. And suddenly the moon withdraws her sickle from the lightening skies, and to her sombre cavern flies, wrapped in a veil of yellow gauze.

Oscar Wilde

#77. She stretched her hands towards the sky. To grab all the stars, to hold the moon, to take away everything that the sky had. So that the sky could finally understand, how it feels to lose everything that makes it beautiful.

Akshay Vasu

#78. The summer moon hung full in the sky. For the time being it was the great fact of the world.

Willa Cather

#79. Damn little gadflies think they can buy the sun out the sky, don't they?"
"This particular one could probably afford it," I said grimly. "And the moon too, if he wanted the matched set to use as bookends.

Patrick Rothfuss

#80. underneath the chilly grey november sky
we can make believe that kennedy is still alive and
we're shooting for the moon and smiling,
jackie's driving by and

they say, good try

Andy Prieboy

#81. When Kleiner showed me the sky-line of New York I told him that man is like the coral insect - designed to build vast, beautiful, mineral things for the moon to delight in after he is dead.

H.P. Lovecraft

#82. The moon grew full, then slowly pared itself down until it shriveled into a ghostly boat riding above the roiling dark. Then it fell out of the sky. They climbed into it, left land behind, and floated out to sea.

Patricia A. McKillip

#83. Satellite in my eyes
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite strung from the moon
And the world your balloon
Peeping Tom for the mother station

Dave Matthews

#84. At four in the afternoon the old moon bleeds radiance into the grey sky.

Nadine Gordimer

#85. The moth prefers the moon and detests the sun, while the butterfly loves the sun and hides from the moon. Every living creature responds to light. But depending on the amount of light you have inside, determines which lamp in the sky your heart will swoon.

Suzy Kassem

#86. A song she heard
Of cold that gathers
Like winter's tongue
Among the shadows
It rose like blackness
In the sky
That on volcano's
Vomit rise
A Stone of ruin
From burn to chill
Like black moonrise
Her voice fell still ...

Robert Fanney

#87. For a shy girl unused to men, it is easier to hurl the moon from the sky than it is to turn away from a man who truly wishes to pursue her.

Simone St. James

#88. If I was a little lighter and you were a little darker, maybe we could meet in the middle and have a real chance, but you're the sun and I'm the moon. We chase each other in the sky, but never meet for long.

H.M. Ward

#89. He didn't notice the fist clad in a black silver-studded glove as it flew towards the side of his face. But although the night was dark, the moon was new and the sky overcast, he suddenly saw ten thousand dazzlingly bright stars.

Andrzej Sapkowski

#90. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars. There also would be no use for the moon if there was never a night.

Tessa Emily Hall

#91. He and I ... we share a bond. Not love, exactly. It goes beyond that. He is mine as surely as sun follows moon across the sky. Mine before ever I knew he existed. Mine until death and beyond.

Juliet Marillier

#92. Outside, the crescent moon was high in the sky, shining in its sliver glory.

Melissa De La Cruz

#93. [...] But the book showed me a glimpse of the world beyond mine, of the sun and moon and the starry sky, of the creatures that walk on land instead of beneath it, of the miracles of what could be and not the... awful of what is. I'd never dreamed before I found that book. That's all I did after.

Aaron Burdett

#94. The moon made horns, the sky was gnarly. The cults were skittish.

China Mieville

#95. I've read that a naked eye can see six thousand stars in the hundred billion galaxies, but I couldn't believe it, what with the sky white with starlight. I saw a million stars with one eye and two million with both.

William Least Heat-Moon

#96. The sky was a midnight-blue, like warm, deep, blue water, and the moon seemed to lie on it like a water-lily, floating forward with an invisible current.

Willa Cather

#97. Tonight the sky was utterly black. Perhaps there was no moon tonight - a lunar eclipse, a new moon. A new moon. I shivered, though I wasn't cold.

Stephenie Meyer

#98. the moon is just another kind of clock

Kelli Russell Agodon

#99. He drove the car back through the night to Paris. The hedges and orchards of Normandy flew past him. The moon hung oval and large in the misty sky. The ship was forgotten. Only the landscape remained. The landscape, the smell of hay and ripe apples, the silence and the deep peace of the inevitable

Erich Maria Remarque

#100. From prescription, in the case of hypaethral edifices, open to the sky, in honor of Jupiter Lightning, the Heaven, the Sun, or the Moon: for these are gods whose semblances and manifestations we behold before our very eyes in the sky when it is cloudless and bright.

Marcus Vitruvius Pollio