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Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?

A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.

Sunsets are so beautiful that they almost seem as if we were looking through the gates of Heaven.

I don't know what you could say about a day in which you have seen four beautiful sunsets.

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, 'You owe me.' Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

In the full light of day, I don't want to think about the sunset.

We have the capacity to receive messages from the stars and the songs of the night winds.

We can speak without voice to the trees and the clouds and the waves of the sea. Without words they respond through the rustling of leaves and the moving of clouds and the murmuring of the sea.

A bird in hand is a certainty. But a bird in the bush may sing.