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“The sight filled the northern sky; the immensity of it was scarcely conceivable. As if from Heaven itself, great curtains of delicate light hung and trembled. Pale green and rose-pink, and as transparent as the most fragile fabric, and at the bottom edge a profound and fiery crimson like the fires of Hell, they swung and shimmered loosely with more grace than the most skillful dancer.”
― Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife

“Outside, though perhaps morning, it is still night, but a night of a thousand thrusting colors laid over the shaking stars. The shattering ice still sounds like a drumbeat.”
― Dan Simmons, The Terror

“We were miles away from our real lives.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, Forever

“She lifted her head in surprise, following his line of sight above the tree line. Beyond the distant peaks, a green and blue symphony of lights had begun. It rippled and shimmered like sunshine on water, leaving Rich blinking back tears. He'd read something about this but had never seen it before.
“It's the aurora borealis,â€� Lou said quietly. “Northern lights.”
― Danika Stone, Edge of Wild

“If Charley hadn’t shaken and bounced and said “Ftt,â€� I might have forgotten that every night he gets two dog biscuits and a walk to clear his head. I put on clean clothes and went out with him into the star-raddled night. And the Aurora Borealis was out. I’ve seen it only a few times in my life. It hung and moved with majesty in folds like an infinite traveler upstage in an infinite theater. In colors of rose and lavender and purple it moved and pulsed against the night, and the frost-sharpened stars shone through it. What a thing to see at a time when I needed it so badly!”
― John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America

“Love is infinite; an aurora and you have been given the brush by the Artist who created the palette.”
― Reena Doss

“FALL

I've never liked orange
not even a hint of yellow
though that doesn't mean I'm derange,
you know.
but it's still a riddle as to why,
you can make me see it like it's aurora borealis in the sky.”
― Kynna Claire

“Ahead of them, over the mountains to the north, the pale arcs and loops of the Northern Lights began to glow and tremble. Lyra saw through half-closed eyes, and felt a sleepy thrill of perfect happiness, to be speeding north under the Aurora.”
― Philip Pullman, Northern Lights

“Auroras are so dim they cannot be seen during the daytime.”
― Steven Magee

“It said, ‘Lie down
in the word-hoard, burrow
the coil and gleam
of your furrowed brain.

Compose in darkness.
Expect aurora borealis
in the long foray
but no cascade of light.”
― Seamus Heaney, Opened Ground