Aurora Quotations

I have been as sincere a worshipper of Aurora as the Greeks.

At last, the golden orientall gate Of greatest heaven gan to open fayre, And Phoebus, fresh as brydegrome to his mate, Came dauncing forth, shaking his dewie hayre; And hurls his glistring beams through gloomy ayre.

Aurora is right,” Willa said, sounding sad to be agreeing with her.

She was riding a bear! And the Aurora was swaying above them in golden arcs and loops, and all around was the bitter Arctic cold and the immense silence of the North.

But they say if you dream a thing more than once, it's sure to come true.