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_, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth.

Danny was the least of her worries. She had heard the people on the street and could see the headline now: __ittsburgh Invaded by Vampires.__h fudge. Jack was so going to kill her.

Some friends are like sunny days, with false flames, oozing from afar, coming near without a dime.

Tej seemed such a sunny personality, much of the time--these flashes of dark were like a crack in the sky, shocking and wrong. Reminding him that the daylight was the illusion, the scattering of light by the atmosphere, and the endless night was the permanent default behind it all.

Kodachrome... it gives us those nice, bright colors,gives us the greens of summers,makes ya think all the world's a sunny day,Oh yeah!I've got a Nikon camera, I'd love to take a photograph,so mama don't take...my Kodachrome away...

Become like the sun. If you do so, all darkness will be dispelled. No matter what happens, live confidently with the conviction that you, yourself are the __un._ Of course, in life there are sunny days and cloudy days. But even on cloudy days, the sun is still there. Even when you are suffering, it is vital that you strive to keep the sun shining brightly in your heart.

Strange combination, isn't it--gratitude and resentment? But this is the way I think. Actually, I think everybody thinks that way. Even the children of the humans who died long ago, I think they lived their lives holding similar contradictory thoughts about their parents. They were raised to learn about love and death, and they lived out their lives passing from the sunny spots to the shady spots of this world.

You can turn off the sun, but im still ganna shine!

Some people wish they were as happy as or happy like some people think they are.

We are sometimes dragged into a pit of unhappiness by someone else__ opinion that we do not look happy.

By nature, I really am a fairly bouncy and sunny individual.

A shady business never yields a sunny life.

That most pleasant weather to feel is the one never felt.

They pine for the hip, frosty girlfriend they abandoned for a pleasant if unexciting marriage to her sunnier, less mentally present sister coast.

The days were sunny, the nights were star-studded. Indeed married life was strawberries for breakfast and loving all the time.

You write poetry?" Klaus asked.He had read a lot about poets but had never met one."Just a little bit," Isadora said modestly. "I write poems down in this notebook. It's an interest of mine.""Sappho!" Sunny shrieked, which meant something like, "I'd be very pleased to hear a poem of yours!

What makes your life rainy or sunny is your attitude towards life, not the attitude of life towards you!

I still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time. It was the early summer of 1945, and we walked through the streets of a Barcelona trapped beneath ashen skies as dawn poured over Rambla de Santa Monica in a wreath of liquid copper.