If the sun comes up, I have a chance.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
And if you don't believe the sun will rise, stand alone and greet the coming night in the last remaining light.
I'm very sunny. You know, I'm always optimistic.
Yet would we die as some have done, beating a way for the rising sun.
I'd better make hay while the sun shines.
My sun sets to rise again.
The day will happen whether or not you get up.
The sun will not rise or set without my notice, and thanks.
The chances of each of us coming into existence are infinitesimally small, and even though we shall all die some day, we should count ourselves fantastically lucky to get our decades in the sun.
The sun is gone, but I have a light.
If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.