Moon Quotes

“White-crested waves crash on the shore. The masts sway violently, every which way. In the gray sky the gulls are circling like white flakes. Rain squalls blow past like gray slanting sails, and blue gaps open in the sky. The air brightens.
A cold silvery evening. The moon is overhead, and down below, in the water; and all around it-a wide frame of old, hammered, scaly silver. Etched on the silver-silent black fishing boats, tiny black needles of masts, little black men casting invisible lines into the silver. And the only sounds are the occasional plashing of an oar, the creaking of an oarlock, the springlike leap and flip-flop of a fish. ("The North")”
― Yevgeny Zamyatin, The Dragon: Fifteen Stories

“We walked on the moon. We made footprints somewhere no one else had ever made footprints, and unless someone comes and rubs them out, those footprints will be there forever because there’s no wind.”
― Frank Cottrell Boyce, Cosmic

“You won't find the tales I bear in any books . . . My tales are from the Moon Realm.” —Ebb Autumn”
― Richard Due, The Moon Coin

“The flames of the luau bonfire burned brightly. Sparks flew into the sky and disappeared before they reached the stars above. Near the horizon, the moon was large and round and flawless as porcelain.”
― Victoria Kahler, Capturing the Sunset

“She tips back her head and howls: Moooooown! Oh wonderful moooooowwwwwyyyn!”
― Carol Emshwiller, Carmen Dog

“But—" yelped Twizbang, “Greydor will eat us!”
― Richard Due, The Moon Coin

“I found no way to understand whether Dhaka looks by fixing its eyes in the glittering windows of buildings risen on the ground of poverty, or looks up at the sky, placing eyes upon the rugs of the dreams of children of shanty towns, to peer through torn roofs at desires like stars and the moon.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Who could be born under such a lucky star? Who delved into the soul in search of a well and found an ocean?”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Who could be born under such a lucky star? Who dug the soul in search of a well and found an ocean?”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“It is time for transformation. The stars show up, the moon lights up, for darkness shakes the sky. Dawn breaks as the night shakes the sun and in the soul is a feast of lights. There is the universe, spiraling in the soul.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“And if you look' — she nodded at the sky — 'there's a man in the moon.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“The moon is a lily of light, in the still dark night.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Moon gives us the taste of night; a lover's dream in the dense dark.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“When the night falls, lift your eyes to the sky. There you will find a wealth of treasures when the world is resting in deep sleep. In it, is the dark, that bursts into a thousand jewels.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“When night falls, lift your eyes to the sky. There you will find a wealth of treasures when the world is resting in deep sleep. In it, is the dark, that bursts into a thousand jewels.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“To be a lover of the moon and stars, to chase the sunsets and gaze at stars, and yet to thirst for the opening dawn is to find the light of transformation.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“To be a lover of the moon and stars, to chase the sunsets and stare at stars, and yet to thirst for dawn to break, is to find the light of transformation.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“To be a lover of the moon and stars, to chase the sunsets and stare at the stars, and yet to thirst for dawn to break, is to find the light of transformation.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Deep in the dark, a moon is opening in the sky, and down on the earth, a rose is opening in my heart, for in the light of love, I melt like a candle and turn into a full bloom flower.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“To be a lover of the moon, to chase the sunsets and stare at stars, and yet to thirst for dawn to break, is to find the light of transformation.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“There was a time when, drowned I was, in the lore of love, but now I have turned into a lover myself, for drunken I am by the light of moon, the writing of God in the dark sky. For this is life, to wake up to light, when the flower of night blossoms in full.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Being love, all you behold, is candles and the moon, ecstasy in the hands of agony. So you see, light rising from the sea of night.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Can you imagine a longing which is not for victory
but the face of night, where the moon is aching to light the sky?
What if a real thirst is not for the prize to be won,
but for the song of night,
when lovers whisper to one another's ears?
What if, it is a longing for a language
that the rivers speak to the sea?
What if, joy is not in the conquest
but in the quiet unfolding of a greater mystery?
What if, a desire is not for the pleasures,
but for knowing, how flowers give more of them,
emptying them of every scent,
only to be filled with the joy of giving?
What if, the only longing is to know
how waves come home to the shores,
and write the story of the sea?
How lovers rest in one another's eyes,
to melt in the gaze of eternity?”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“In reaching skyward, the trees blossom to the fullest, and so does the soul in the deep night, for in reaching skyward, one finds the full moon of light in the self.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“In reaching skyward, the trees blossom to the fullest, and so does the soul in the deep night, for in reaching skyward, one finds the full moon of light. Gazing at the moon, the soul too, blossoms as the moon in full.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Our daughter is the earth in space between moon and sun. We merge as one heart between her lungs and pump radiance to whoever she becomes.”
― Curtis Tyrone Jones

“Tranquility gives clarity,
for in the still dark, we see the moon;
The stream of light in the unstirring night.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Despite the waves of sadness, one must go out there and have a love affair with life. For, to the mind that is playful, every moment becomes a moment of festival, a journey to taste the fruit of life. Were it otherwise, the dew would never fall on the grass to make us fresh, the sun would never explode to fill us with light, the dusk would never paint the sky to awaken the lover in us and the moon would never blush in the deep night to call the poet in us.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“This world is as kind

as a switchblade.

As bite as a nail-tooth.

As autumn’d

as a burnt orange

crumpled up leaf.

As let go as the moon.”
― Thomas Fucaloro

“The pull of life is not in the treasures but in the moments when we wonder, what the moon could be whispering to the sky of dark.
The magic lies in the bird songs filling the sunset sky.
Wonders weave as the air gets thick with the scent of rain.
The wonder we chase is woven in the light of heart.
It then becomes a story written in the stars, shining in the eyes.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee