Yellow Moon Quotes

#1. 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

#2. On this night of the Harvest Moon. They tossed bones into the "Bone Fire" and asked the yellow moon to shine its protection over them. (Today we call it a "Bonfire")

Nancy B. Brewer

#3. Toad talked big about all he was going to do in the days to come, while stars grew fuller and larger all around them, and a yellow moon, appearing suddenly and silently from nowhere in particular, came to keep them company and listen to their talk.

Kenneth Grahame

#4. Through my curtains I can see a big yellow moon. I'm thinking of all the people in the world who will be looking at that same moon.
I wonder how many of them haven't got any eyebrows?

Louise Rennison

#5. At a night like this,
where it's just me and the yellow moon,
I feel complete.

Kamand Kojouri

#6. There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.

Neil Young

#7. I was so happy I wanted to fold all the people into paper airplanes and fly them into the lidless eye of that big yellow moon.

Steve Toltz

#8. Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

Bob Dylan

#9. More important than learning how to recall things is finding ways to forget things that are cluttering the mind.

Eric Butterworth

#10. It looked like a piano sounds shortly after being dropped down a well. It tasted yellow, and felt Paisley. It smelled like a total eclipse of the moon. Of course, nearer to the tower it got really weird.

Terry Pratchett

#11. Just look at the Chinese characters used for the names of the days of the week. Color-wise, Monday (Moon) would be yellow. Tuesday (Fire) is red. Wednesday (Water) is blue. Thursday (Wood) is green. Friday (Gold) would be gold, Saturday (Earth) would be light brown. sunday (Sun) would be white.

Nagaru Tanigawa

#12. I saw the lake of Hali, thin and blank, without a ripple or wind to stir it, and I saw the towers of Carcosa behind the moon. Aldebaran, the Hyades, Alar, Hastur, glided through the cloud-rifts which fluttered and flapped as they passed like the scolloped tatters of the King in Yellow.

Robert W. Chambers

#13. In my fairy tale, another year and a half has passed. I'm graduating with my English degree. And I ask you to marry me. What would you say?"
"Would you get down on one knee?"
"Absolutely."
"I would say yes. Hell yes.

Kim Holden

#14. You can't compare any job or any friendship or anything to another. I think if you do, it's kind of a recipe for disaster.

Vincent Kartheiser

#15. A great yellow circle above the cornfield had slipped out from behind some clouds. The moon. It was the first moon Flora had ever seen. Her heart filled with the beauty of it, and she made a promise to herself. I will be prepared. And I won't live forever inside this pen.

Chris Kurtz

#16. I want to observe the ordinary things of earth - the moon, the stars, the rainbows, even the yellow leaves of the old cherry trees - and receive their messages. To hear them say what every weary traveler, every earnest seeker, longs to hear. Welcome home.

Christie Purifoy

#17. To give means to think, every single day, about what you can do to make people happy.

Ryuho Okawa

#18. The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low:
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

Robert Browning

#19. It was quite impossible to describe.
Here is what it looked like.
It looked like a piano sounds shortly after being dropped down a well. It tasted yellow, and it felt Paisley. It smelled like the total eclipse of the moon.

Terry Pratchett

#20. He would lay here holding her as long as it took and he didn't really care how long that might be. She was his world now, his priority, the rest of his life could wait as far as he was concerned. As long as he knew she was safe, it would all be okay.

Shayna Varadeaux

#21. But it doesn't matter. Nothing matters now. And the sound of her voice in the forest was just like a little tremulous song. And the leaves turn even more yellow, fall is approaching; more stars have appeared in the sky, and from now on the moon looks like a shadow of silver dipped in gold.

Knut Hamsun

#22. If they wanted to slap my photo onto cereal boxes? Perfect. Leotards? Makes sense. Tampons? Sure, I'd go with the flow. (Ha.)

R.S. Grey

#23. The only colors I could see were the vibrant primary hues of the pinball machine, where a cartoon spacewoman with big conical breasts straddled the earth in a formfitting blue space suit and thigh-high yellow boots. Behind her, a big red dildo-shaped spaceship was just blasting off for the moon.

Sue Grafton

#24. You have to be equal at both - great at football and great at dedicating yourself to the academics at Notre Dame. It's hard. There are no rooty-toot classes for athletes in South Bend.

Justin Tuck

#25. The tide climbs. The moon hangs small and yellow and gibbous. On the rooftops of beachfront hotels to the east, and in the gardens behind them, a half-dozen American artillery units drop incendiary rounds into the mouths of mortars.

Anthony Doerr

#26. The arms of Tarth were quartered rose and azure, and bore a yellow sun and crescent moon.

George R R Martin

#27. Prosperity makes friends and adversity tries them. A true friend is one soul in two bodies

Aristotle.

#28. Any time the character is in a moral quandary is interesting. That's been true from the Greeks on down.

Robert Sean Leonard

#29. Four are the tributaries of the great river. Four are the harvests from floodseason to dust. Four are the great treasures: timbalin, myrrh, lapis, and jungissa. Four bands of color mark the face of the Dreaming Moon. Red for blood. White for seed. Yellow for ichor. Black for bile.

N.K. Jemisin

#30. He was naked as a jaybird and covered in filth. He moved towards her with the same eerie grace that he had scaled the side of the barn, stopping to sniff the wind and look suspiciously around...His eyes were not yellow now; they were as black as his hair.

Shirley A. Martin

#31. Is this my purpose?
The clouds don't have a lot of answers.

Cynthia Hand Boundless

#32. Imagine a glorious full moon coming over the tops of the spruce, big and yellow, shedding a mysterious light on everything ... the moonlight had colour, you could see to paint and be able to appreciate the colour of things.

Arthur Lismer

#33. Your window square a yellow kite, and the Moon a white balloon

John Geddes

#34. Heart-suffering because of sin is the best proof that the Holy Spirit dwells in your heart.

Johann Arndt

#35. 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

#36. I love acting and really taking on another person, another life.

Christopher Gorham

#37. Publishing companies are like schoolyard bullies that can't even fight well.

Tucker Max

#38. I would not be standing here today if my skin were white or my religion were Presbyterian. I am here today only because my skin is yellow and my religion is Unification Church. The ugliest things in this beautiful country of America are religious bigotry and racism.

Sun Myung Moon