| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 47f9f68 | The death-bed of a day, how beautiful! | Sunset | ||
| 4a902af | Sunsets are loved because they vanish. | Sunset | ||
| 5419d52 | The sacred lamp of dayNow dipt in western clouds his parting ray. | Sunset | ||
| 3f61df4 | The setting sun, and music at the close,At the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last. | Sunset | ||
| dc0a616 | When the sun sets, who doth not look for night? | Sunset | ||
| 23a2739 | Long on the wave reflected lustres play. | Sunset |