Best 141 of Moonlight quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 15 Sep

Audrey Niffenegger

There was only the cemetery itself, spread out in the moonlight like a soft grey hallucination, a stony wilderness of Victorian melancholy.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jaclyn Moriarty

There was something in the moonlight tonight. It was stroking the stonework and spires, leaning into cracks between the cobblestones, caressing the stained-glass windows. She felt her heart lift with magic.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Melody Lee

Don't compare her to sunshine and roses when she's clearly orchids and moonlight.

By Anonym 19 Sep

E. E. Giorgi

The night was nippy and a few stars were out, dimmed by the grin of a crescent moon.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Sara Sheridan

The moon was low but not full. The men set out along the dock in conversation. As they dropped onto the dark beach, Simmons declared, ‘There can be no better place in the world than this.’ Henderson had to agree. The beach was beautiful. The stars lit the sand and balmy air rode in as the waves washed up on paradise

By Anonym 18 Sep

Mehmet Murat Ildan

Reflection is a good reminder of the truth! You may turn your eyes away from the truths, but the reflections will remind them to you! And anything which describes a truth well is a reflection of that truth! Turn your eyes away from the Moon, then the lake will remind the Moon to you, the shadows of the wolves howling against the Moon will remind the truth to you, even in the eyes of a frog, you shall see the Moon! Thus, if you turn your face away from the truth, it will never work! Because the reminders of truth are everywhere and they are as strong as the truth itself!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Debasish Mridha

In the deep dark silence, my mind dances with the moonlight and feels the joy of this precious ephemeral life.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Cheo Hodari Coker

I was just really happy to see Barry [Jenkins] and Mahershala [Ali] and everyone else involved with "Moonlight" get their moment.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jyoti Patel

The soft moonlight, The shimmering sky, The rays of the moon, and Bunch of sparkling stars.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Ambrose Bierce

From the vast, invisible ocean of moonlight overhead fell, here and here, a slender, broken stream that seemed to plash against the intercepting branches and trickle to earth, forming small white pools among the clumps of laurel. But these leaks were few and served only to accentuate the blackness of his environment, which his imagination found it easy to people with all manner of unfamiliar shapes, menacing, uncanny, or merely grotesque. He to whom the portentous conspiracy of night and solitude and silence in the heart of a great forest is not an unknown experience needs not to be told what another world it all is - how even the most commonplace and familiar objects take on another character. The trees group themselves differently; they draw closer together, as if in fear. The very silence has another quality than the silence of the day. And it is full of half-heard whispers, whispers that startle - ghosts of sounds long dead. There are living sounds, too, such as are never heard under other conditions: notes of strange night birds, the cries of small animals in sudden encounters with stealthy foes, or in their dreams, a rustling in the dead leaves - it may be the leap of a wood rat, it may be the footstep of a panther. What caused the breaking of that twig? What the low, alarmed twittering in that bushful of birds? There are sounds without a name, forms without substance, translations in space of objects which have not been seen to move, movements wherein nothing is observed to change its place. Ah, children of the sunlight and the gaslight, how little you know of the world in which you live! ("A Tough Tussle")

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sanober Khan

I do not want to sleep for fear I might miss the twinkle of the brightest star for fear I may never know how the moon glimmers, in the darkest hour.

By Anonym 18 Sep

David Almond

Some say that you should turn your face from the light of the moon. They say it makes you mad. I turn my face towards it and I laugh. Make me mad, I whisper. Go on, make Mina mad. I laugh again. Some people think that she's already mad, I think.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Lisa Kessler

This time, I wanted to enjoy the passion that burned between us until we were both about to combust.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Angela Carter

Moonlight, white satin, roses. A bride.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Ernest Hemingway

The moon was up now and the trees were dark against it, and he passed the frame houses with their narrow yards, light coming from the shuttered windows; the unpaved alleys, with their double rows of houses; Conch town, where all was starched, well-shuttered, virtue, failure, grit and boiled grunts, under-nourishment, prejudice, righteousness, inter-breeding and the comforts of religion; the open-doored, lighted Cuban boilto houses, shacks whose only romance was their names

By Anonym 17 Sep

Sanober Khan

moonlight disappears down the hills mountains vanish into fog and i vanish into poetry.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Prajakta Mhadnak

I slept under the moonlight and set my soul free, caged within jars like fireflies".

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mehmet Murat Ildan

The beauty of the moonlight has no meaning for the bats and for the unfeeling minds!

By Anonym 13 Sep

Giannis Ritsos

I dissolved, so white, so unapproachable, amid my white flame, in the whiteness of moonlight

By Anonym 14 Sep

Orlando Bloom

I wondered how they would top the Pirates and skeletons and moonlight, because that's a pretty cool concept.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Sreesha Divakaran

Darkness disturbed By the haunting white moonlight Grey half clouds fail to contain The moon's lust for the night.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Debasish Mridha

Success is the moon and happiness is moonlight.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Nathaniel Parker Willis

Like Melrose Abbey, large cities should especially be viewed by moonlight.

By Anonym 17 Sep

John Geddes

...Moonlight possesses no alchemy to transmute good motives to base, but it does excite love magic...

By Anonym 15 Sep

Oksana Rus

Be calm...calm as a calm lagoon, then you will look beautiful as a beautiful calm lagoon crowned by the Moon and sheltered by the brilliance of the stars reclaiming your royalty of regal life...

By Anonym 18 Sep

Amit Ray

The dancing Sun the dancing moon the dancing stars and the dancing galaxies are the direct expression of our divine Self.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Sanober Khan

Love, be mystical as the flickering blue flame of night as the fully-awoken moon beneath cobwebs of passing clouds amidst chanting high-tides fuzzy, as my blanket big enough to illuminate a hundred thousand billion galaxies and just small enough to fit into my embrace.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Debasish Mridha

I often want to drink a cup of moonlight so that I may calm my heart and soothe my mind.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Haemin Sunim

Do not think of yourself as a crescent moon, waiting for someone else to fill in the missing part of you. When you stand alone like a full moon, already complete in yourself, you will meet another person who is whole and complete just like you, and between you two, a healthy relationship can grow. Do not try and fit yourselves to each other to make one whole moon. Instead, be more like two full moons. You’ll respect each other’s individuality and interests while creating a relationship in which each of you shines brightly on the other

By Anonym 16 Sep

Anamika Mishra

Isn't the color of moonlight the best color ever?

By Anonym 19 Sep

Enid Blyton

The moon was coming slowly up over the hill in front of them. The countryside was bathed in light, pale and cold and silvery. Everything could be seen quite plainly, and Lotta and Jimmy thought it was just like daytime with the colours missing.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Nathaniel Hawthorne

Moonlight is sculpture.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Alan Kinross

The moonlight covered the tombstones with an ethereal glow, and the statues above the tombs stood like silent guards waiting for something to happen.

By Anonym 16 Sep

R. W. Patterson

Fire and ice licked at his soul—whispered his name—drawing him deeper into the enveloping pain and blackness as he’d dreamed earlier. He suddenly wished to return to the rippling stream. The water would wash away the blistering pain…the fire…the burn. He’d wade deeper…submit to the current… He’d let go…

By Anonym 20 Sep

Munia Khan

You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead grave Just stay with the pale moon when darkness wants the night to be brave

By Anonym 14 Sep

Phyllis Diller

Like all good ruins, I look better by moonlight.

By Anonym 16 Sep

E. J. Harington

It was too dark to see but I froze in the glow of bright grey eyes that almost appeared white in the moonlight.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Julie Kagawa

I get a little poetic sometimes. The moonlight does that to me.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Raymond Chandler

She smelled the way the Taj Mahal looks by moonlight.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mehmet Murat Ildan

If there is moonlight outside, don't stay inside! If there is candle inside, don't stay outside! Moments of romanticism are too valuable to be missed!

By Anonym 15 Sep

Thomas Hardy

A Cathedral Façade at Midnight Along the sculptures of the western wall I watched the moonlight creeping: It moved as if it hardly moved at all Inch by inch thinly peeping Round on the pious figures of freestone, brought And poised there when the Universe was wrought To serve its centre, Earth, in mankind’s thought. The lunar look skimmed scantly toe, breast, arm, Then edged on slowly, slightly, To shoulder, hand, face; till each austere form Was blanched its whole length brightly Of prophet, king, queen, cardinal in state, That dead men’s tools had striven to simulate; And the stiff images stood irradiate. A frail moan from the martyred saints there set Mid others of the erection Against the breeze, seemed sighings of regret At the ancient faith’s rejection Under the sure, unhasting, steady stress Of Reason’s movement, making meaningless.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Mehmet Murat Ildan

You need a poetic touch from the outer space? Then you need the moonlight!

By Anonym 20 Sep

Pablo Neruda

Your eyes have the colour of the moon,

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sanober Khan

Give me a moon-blanket night to keep me warm a long-gone smile to comfort me a pair of rain-blue eyes to haunt me a simple soul ...to love me.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Munia Khan

Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonight Sparkling for moon's spiced silver bite Upon skin of darkness, loving night more Storm begins unlocking cold wind's door

By Anonym 18 Sep

Nicola Noble

Tane used to say that her soul was made of sunshine and her eyes shown with moonlight

By Anonym 18 Sep

Nazik Al-malaika

¿Qué dice el río? Historias que se tejen en la danza a la luz de la luna de un amor delicado de la inclinada palmera de la llama de la lámpara que alimenta la oscuridad. ماذا يقول النهرُ؟ أقصوصةٌ يَنْسجُها من رَقْص ضوءِ القَمرْ يَنْسجُها من غَزَلِ ناعم يُداعب النَخْلُ به المنحدَرْ من نور مصباح يُغدِّي الدجى De què parla el riu? D'històries que es teixen en la dansa a la llum de la lluna d'un amor delicat de la inclinada palmera de la flama que alimenta la foscor.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Anthony Liccione

I see you better in music, I hear you better in wind, I feel you more in a flooding moonlight, that understands nothing, but darkness and silence.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Oscar Wilde

Bronze-limbed and well-knit, like a statue wrought by a Grecian, he stood on the sand with his back to the moon, and out of the foam came white arms that beckoned to him, and out of the waves rose dim forms that did him homage. Before him lay his shadow, which was the body of his Soul, and behind him hung the moon in the honey-coloured air.

By Anonym 19 Sep

G. K. Chesterton

The one created thing which we cannot look at is the one thing in the light of which we look at everything. Like the sun at noonday, mysticism explains everything else by the blaze of its own victorious invisibility. Detached intellectualism is (in the exact sense of a popular phrase) all moonshine; for it is light without heat, and it is secondary light, reflected from a dead world. But the Greeks were right when they made Apollo the god both of imagination and of sanity; for he was both the patron of poetry and the patron of healing. Of necessary dogmas and a special creed I shall speak later. But that transcendentalism by which all men live has primarily much the position of the sun in the sky. We are conscious of it as of a kind of splendid confusion; it is something both shining and shapeless, at once a blaze and a blur. But the circle of the moon is as clear and unmistakable, as recurrent and inevitable, as the circle of Euclid on a blackboard. For the moon is utterly reasonable; and the moon is the mother of lunatics and has given to them all her name.