Pamela Hansford Johnson Quotes

The universe, when you leave it alone, is going to be beautiful.

Frost is the greatest artist in our clime - he paints in nature and describes in rime.

What makes me really happy is a walk in the English countryside. A nice sunset, that British countryside - it means I'm home.

There's never one sunrise the same or one sunset the same.

Nothing can beat the smell of dew and flowers and the odor that comes out of the earth when the sun goes down.

Sunsets are my escape into the reality I want to continuously live.

You know... when you are sad you love the sunsets.

Don't forget: Beautiful sunsets need cloudy Skies.

I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset.

The rugged trees are mingling Their flowery sprays in love; The ivy climbs the laurel To clasp the boughs above.

i have found what you are like the rain (Who feathers frightened fields with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields easily the pale club of the wind and swirled justly souls of flower strike the air in utterable coolness deeds of gren thrilling light with thinned newfragile yellows lurch and.press --in the woods which stutter and sing And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms;but i should rather than anything have(almost when hugeness will shut quietly)almost, your kiss

It is the sky that makes the earth so lovely at sunrise, and so splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes over the earth the crystal-like ether, in the other the liquid gold.

To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.

When before the beauty of a sunset or a mountain, you pause and exclaim, 'Ah,' you are participating in divinity.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.

It does no harm to the romance of the sunset to know a little bit about it.

The seconds of presence are where most inspiration comes. There are sunsets that promote it.

At twilight, nature is not without loveliness, though perhaps its chief use is to illustrate quotations from the poets.

Meek Nature's evening comment on the shows That for oblivion take their daily birth From all the fuming vanities of earth.

There is nothing more musical than a sunset.

Like winds and sunsets, wild things were taken for granted until progress began to do away with them. Now we face the question whether a still higher 'standard of living' is worth its cost in things natural, wild and free. For us of the minority, the opportunity to see geese is more important than television.

Sometimes from this hillside just after sunset The rim of the sky takes on a tinge Of the palest green, like the flesh of a cucumber When you peel it carefully.

This is the fairest picture on our planet, the most enchanting to look upon, the most satisfying to the eye and spirit. To see the sun sink down, drowned in his pink and purple and golden floods, and overwhelm Florence with tides of color that make all the sharp lines dim and faint and turn the solid city to a city of dreams, is a sight to stir the coldest nature, and make a sympathetic one drunk with ecstasy.