Sometimes I wonder if my heart is like a black hole--it's so dense that there's no room for light, but that doesn't mean it can't still suck me in.

A Sunrise is God's way of saying, "Let's start again.

The sun, rising and setting in splendid colors, never grows tired of its admirers__uch like a lady, aglow with grace, never grows tired of chivalrous acts or pretty flowers.

Every day has its great grief or its small anxiety. ... One cloud is dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day in a hundred of real joy and bright sunshine.

Write before the sun comes up.

Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.