November--with uncanny witchery in its changed trees. With murky red sunsets flaming in smoky crimson behind the westering hills. With dear days when the austere woods were beautiful and gracious in a dignified serenity of folded hands and closed eyes--days full of a fine, pale sunshine that sifted through the late, leafless gold of the juniper-trees and glimmered among the grey beeches, lighting up evergreen banks of moss and washing the colonnades of the pines. Days with a high-sprung sky of flawless turquoise. Days when an exquisite melancholy seemed to hang over the landscape and dream about the lake. But days, too, of the wild blackness of great autumn storms, followed by dank, wet, streaming nights when there was witch-laughter in the pines and fitful moans among the mainland trees. What cared they? Old Tom had built his roof well, and his chimney drew. . L.m. Montgomery
Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the...
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Nicholas Sparks
The first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color -- oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples...
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Anna Godbersen
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
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Rabindranath Tagore
Each time I see a beautiful sunset or sunrise, I have to pinch myself because I can't believe that I'm awake and not dreaming.
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Anthony T. Hincks
A sunset will color your dreams. And a sunrise will color your smile. It's all God asks.
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Anthony T. Hincks
More Quotes By L.m. Montgomery
Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of...
Anne laughed." I don't want sunbursts or marble halls, I just want you.
And if you couldn't be loved, the next best thing was to be let alone.
A broken heart in real life isn't half as dreadful as it is in books. It's a good deal like a bad tooth, though you won't think THAT a very romantic simile. It takes spells of aching and gives you a sleepless night now and...
Gilbert, I'm afraid I'm scandalously in love with you.
