Sunshine Quotes

Quotes tagged as "sunshine" (showing 1-30 of 203)
Helen Keller
“Keep your face to the sun and you will never see the shadows.”
Helen Keller

Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine.
“Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine.”
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

Katja Millay
“What did you call her?" she asks but I don't think it's her real question.
"Sunshine," I say, and she smiles like she believes it's perfect and she may be the only person other than me who would think so.
"What is she to you?" she whispers. The real question and I know the answer even if I don't know how to say it.
Drew's muffled voice rises up from the floor before I can respond.
"Family," he says.
And he's right.”
Katja Millay

Joseph Addison
“What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.”
Joseph Addison

Nathaniel Hawthorne
“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house."

[Notebook, Oct. 10, 1842]”
Nathaniel Hawthorne, The American Notebooks

Walt Whitman
“Some people are so much sunshine to the square inch.”
Walt Whitman

Louisa May Alcott
“Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow…”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women

Laura Ingalls Wilder
“As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness -- just the pure air to breathe and the strength to breath it; just warmth and shelter and home folks; just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day; and a cool breeze when the day is warm.”
Laura Ingalls Wilder, Writings to Young Women from Laura Ingalls Wilder: On Wisdom and Virtues

Maud Hart Lovelace
“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”
Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib

Thomas Mann
“Laughter is a sunbeam of the soul.”
Thomas Mann, The Magic Mountain

James Dashner
“Minho snickered and leaned back in his chair. “Man, you are one butt-load of sunshine, let me tell you.”
James Dashner, The Maze Runner

Luther Burbank
“Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine to the mind.”
Luther Burbank

Sanober  Khan
“my mother
is pure radiance.

she is the sun
i can touch
and kiss

and hold
without
getting burnt.”
Sanober Khan

Charles Dickens
“The sun,--the bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life, and hope, and freshness to man--burst upon the crowded city in clear and radiant glory. Through costly-coloured glass and paper-mended window, through cathedral dome and rotten crevice, it shed its equal ray.”
Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

Sreesha Divakaran
“No, I don't miss you... Not in a way that one is missed.
But I think of you.
Sometimes.
In the way that one might think of the summer sunshine
On a winter night...”
Sreesha Divakaran, Those Imperfect Strokes

Sarah Ockler
“But once in a while, you pick the right thing, the exact best thing. Every day, the moment you open your eyes and pull off your blankets, that's what you hope for. The sunshine on your face,warm enough to make you heart sing.”
Sarah Ockler, Bittersweet

Friedrich Max Müller
“A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.”
Friedrich Max Müller

Robin McKinley
“There are things you don't want to know you can do”
Robin McKinley, Sunshine

Criss Jami
“Thunderstorms are as much our friends as the sunshine.”
Criss Jami, Killosophy

“She was like the sun,
She knew her place in the world -
She would shine again regardless
of all the storms and changeable weather
She wouldn't adjust her purpose
for things that pass.”
Nikki Rowe

Dan Simmons
“The beauty of that June day was almost staggering. After the wet spring, everything that could turn green had outdone itself in greenness and everything that could even dream of blooming or blossoming was in bloom and blossom. The sunlight was a benediction. The breezes were so caressingly soft and intimate on the skin as to be embarrassing.”
Dan Simmons, Drood

Kimberly Novosel
“I used to cover my windows in heavy curtains, never drawn. Now I danced in the sunlight on my hardwood floors.”
Kimberly Novosel, Loved

L.M. Montgomery
“Here sat Marilla Cuthbert, when she sat at all, slightly distrustful of sunshine, which seemed to her too dancing and irresponsible a thing for a world which was meant to be taken seriously…”
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

Ann Brashares
“She perched on her windowsill, gazing at the lurid sun soaking into the Caldera, trying to appreciate it even though she couldn’t have it. Why did she always feel she had to do something in the face of beauty?”
Ann Brashares, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

Jonathan Haidt
“Love and work are to people what water and sunshine are to plants.”
Jonathan Haidt, The Happiness Hypothesis: Finding Modern Truth in Ancient Wisdom

“To say goodbye, is to die a little.
To say good morning, is a hope for a new sunshine in a cloudy winter.”
Nabil TOUSSI

Kenneth Grahame
“There he got out the luncheon-basket and packed a simple meal, in which, remembering the stranger's origin and preferences, he took care to include a yard of long French bread, a sausage out of which the garlic sang, some cheese which lay down and cried, and a long-necked straw-covered flask wherein lay bottled sunshine shed and garnered on far Southern slopes.”
Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

Mark Doty
“And, I think, this greening does thaw at the edges, at least, of my own cold season. Joy sneaks in: listening to music, riding my bicycle, I catch myself feeling, in a way that’s as old as I am but suddenly seems unfamiliar, light. I have felt so heavy for so long. At first I felt odd- as if I shouldn’t be feeling this lightness, that familiar little catch of pleasure in the heart which is inexplicable, though a lovely passage of notes or the splendidly turned petal of a tulip has triggered it. It’s my buoyancy, part of what keeps me alive: happy, suddenly with the concomitant experience of a sonata and the motion of the shadows of leaves. I have the desire to be filled with sunlight, to soak my skin in as much of it as I can drink up, after the long interior darkness of this past season, the indoor vigil, in this harshest and darkest of winters, outside and in.”
Mark Doty, Heaven's Coast: A Memoir

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