“Saying good night to the mountains, the sun throws his most beautiful rays to them, that they may not forget him till the morning.”

“For that mist may break when the sun is high
And this soul forget its sorrow
And the rose ray of the closing day
May promise a brighter morrow.”

“Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.”

“If you transmit the rays of the sun through a hole in the shape of a star you will see a beautiful effect of perspective in the spot where the sun's rays fall.”

“Whats good with a holiday right.. say if you work in a factory from 8 in the morning till 8 at night, packin socks into a rubber bag right.. between 8 and.. what time did i say he finishes?”

“Oh, sun! that o'er the western mountains now
Goest down in glory! ever beautiful
And blessed is thy radiance, whether thou
Colourest the eastern heaven and night-mist cool,
Till the bright day-star vanish, or on high
Climbest and streamest thy white splendours from mid-sky.”

“Someday he'd be quicker… to be like the sun, which only seems to wander slowly across the sky, yet whose rays are as quick as the blink of an eye. …they reach in one instant the most distant mountains.”

“No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.”

“Good night, Westley. Good work. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning.”

“When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.”