“…she remembered watching a summer sunset from this very spot. Not so long ago; just a lifetime.”

“One summer morning at sunrise a long time ago
I met a little girl with a book under her arm.
I asked her why she was out so early and
she answered that there were too many books and
far too little time. And there she was absolutely right.”

Tove Jansson (1914–2001) Finnish children's writer and illustrator

“the tired sunsets and the tired
people -
it takes a lifetime to die and
no time at
all.”

Charles Bukowski (1920–1994) American writer

“From 'Anniversary Serenade'
The ring is closed. The rolling dice we cast
So long ago still roll, but not so fast.
The colours fade that we nailed to the mast.
We lose the future but we own the past.
We own the past?
From our first kiss, a lifetime to the last.”

Clive James (1939–2019) Australian author, critic, broadcaster, poet, translator and memoirist

“People are just as wonderful as sunsets if I can let them be… When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, "Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner"… I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.”

Carl R. Rogers (1902–1987) American psychologist

“No wonder the child loves the camp-fire. The camp-fire was the ancestor of the hearth—the first bright spot in that dark world out of which our forefathers groped their way so long ago.”

J. Howard Moore (1862–1916)

“But I loved that house, and I hated to say good-bye. Because, it was more than just a house. It was every summer, every boat ride, every sunset. It was Susannah.”

Jenny Han (1980) American writer

“I remember a few years ago I was watching this astronaut from the space shuttle, talking about his experiences in space and talking about what earth looked like to him from above.”

Yanni (1954) Greek pianist, keyboardist, composer, and music producer

“You want proof there's a God? Look outside, watch a sunset.”

Frank E. Peretti (1951) American writer

“The surest means of not losing your mind on the spot: remembering that everything is unreal, and will remain so…”

Emil M. Cioran (1911–1995) Romanian philosopher and essayist