A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Sunsets are great. Sunrises are a mixed bag. You either got up way too early or went to bed way too late.
It was a rich and gorgeous sunset - an American sunset; and the ruddy glow of the sky was reflected from some extensive pools of water among the shadowy copses in the meadow below.
Sunsets are so beautiful that they almost seem as if we were looking through the gates of Heaven.
I remarked constantly, just at sunset, in these latitudes, that the eastern horizon was brilliantly illuminated with a kind of mock sunset. This in a short time disappeared, to be soon succeeded by another similar in character, but more faint.
The sky takes on shades of orange during sunrise and sunset, the colour that gives you hope that the sun will set only to rise again.
And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
I don't know what you could say about a day in which you have seen four beautiful sunsets.
The nearer the dawn the darker the night.
In the full light of day, I don't want to think about the sunset.
When you do 'Before Sunset,' you know while it's a limited audience, there was a very small group of people that love 'Before Sunrise.' You feel a certain pressure to make sure that you uphold a level of quality that has been a bar. You set a bar and you have to at least match it.
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