The sun [Theme] Page 49

A person who seeks only the light, dodging commitments, will never find illumination. And the one who looks directly at the Sun, eventually going blind.

To enjoy the sunrise, you have to admire the dawn.

The sun is such a long nuclear explosion
Not warmed by the warmth of this light
And a little sun we hide rockets.

The sun and beach for those who deserve it.

In the closed eye is not part of the sun...

...Like the soul proaspat like shudder or someone prods you with her elbow. New look, new thoughts... it's Amazing what can make one sun ray with the soul of man!

We'll find a way of chasing the sun.
We still catch up with the sun.

- You don't love the sun?
- Why, very much! Sunburn, skin cancer, death from heat stroke, choking from the tie, the woman's horror at the thought of soggy makeup, rampant colds from the air, rips a hole in the ozone layer, increasing pollution, loss of animals from thirst, not to mention choking the elderly. So sorry, the sun invented is not who everyone thinks.

- How beautiful! What a starry night!
- I don't think I will be able star in the sky count?
- Then... what about the moon?
- She's there.
- Well... the only star you can see is the moon.
- The moon is not a star.
Shines in the dark and not a star?
The moon reflects the light of other stars. A real star shines without any help, alone, If the moon was a star she would have shone like the sun.
No matter that the moon is not a star but simply reflects the light of others... Here the sun shines too wasteful. And the moon is a useful thing, illuminates the road in the dark.
- Ko Mi to Us, the day is called clear, because it shines "useless" the sun.
- Finally came.
- The day will change overnight... but the sun... will forever be the real star.
- So, I like the moon... bathed in the light of such a star like you.
But the moon has its advantages. No matter how many stars Shine in the night sky... I can only see the moon.

If you do not see the sun, do not cry - tears you can't see the stars.
(Crying in the night by the sun, not to notice the stars.)

The sun is one, and marches in all cities.
The sun is mine. I will not give it.
Neither on the hour nor on the beam, no look. Anyone. Never!
Let them die in the permanent night of the city!
The hands take! - If not safe to spin in a circle!
Let my hands and lips, and heart burn!
In the eternal night of the lost - chase the tracks...
My sun! I will never give up!

In the sun, as in vodka-you never know when 100 % will be enough.

Too bright in the sky. The sun shines anywhere, and when I got. Night out of fashion.

Morning will not come, if the evening sun slipped behind the horizon.