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Quotes About Clouds

The sky was dark, the moon occluded by clouds, yet they could see through the spectral twilight as if every rock and grain of sand exuded its own sick light.
~ Storm Constantine
As if the elements themselves were relieved the ceremony was over, the sun had begun to shine wanly through a gap in the clouds.
~ Storm Constantine
The clouds trembled about the sky, already muttering with thunder.
~ Storm Constantine
These were the cloud forests of the far wilderness of Cos, inaccessible and remote. Only rebels haunted the wild terrain, and over the years, they had become used to the rarefied air. Many of them had given birth to mystics.
~ Storm Constantine
I was sitting in the meadows one day, not long ago, at a place where there was a small brook. It was a hot day. The sky was very blue, and white clouds, like great swans, went floating over it to and fro. Just opposite me was a clump of green rushes, with dark velvety spikes, and among them one single tall, red cardinal flower, which was bending over the brook as if to see its own beautiful face in the water. But the cardinal did not seem to be vain.
~ Susan Coolidge
Darkness disturbedBy the haunting white moonlightGrey half clouds fail to containThe moon's lust for the night.
~ Sreesha Divakaran
Dreams are like passing clouds but love makes the world stand still for something beautiful to happen.
~ Auliq Ice
The clouds wept when my heart sand a song of sorrow
~ Sonya Watson, The Tide Breaker
This heart is a hurricane, turbulent with ache screaming winds of grief waiting to make the skyfall, to pluck the cloudsfrom their beds with itswhipping winds
~ Jack Southfield
I couldn't see him but I could hear him snoring softly, humming, like a little airplane lost in the clouds.
~ Miriam Toews
The hours dragged by and the black shadow of calamity brooded over the town, obscuring the hot sun until people looked up startled into the sky as if incredulous that it was clear and blue instead of murky and heavy with scudding clouds.
~ Mitchell Margaret
Lightning flickered above the city, a crescent moon sneered through a gap in the clouds. The boutique huddled against the storm, a tiny island of light on an unlit street.
~ Mohsin Hamid
Sve je besciljno na mome putu kroz oblake. Stid me je što me postojani mjesec uop?e gleda.
~ Murasaki Shikibu
You feel like it's going to rain.
~ Naomi Novik
El cielo se apagaba sobre la ciudad con nubes en tránsito.
~ Carlos Ruiz Zafon
CLOUDS SPILLED DOWN FROM THE SKY AND swamped the streets with a hot mist that made the thermometers on the walls perspire. Halfway through
~ Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Halfway through the afternoon the sun appeared from behind the blanket of clouds left by the storm. The shining streets were transformed into mirrors, on which pedestrians walked, reflecting the amber of the sky.
~ Carlos Ruiz Zafon
las nubes habían resbalado del cielo y las calles yacían sumergidas bajo una laguna de neblina ardiente
~ Carlos Ruiz Zafon
He was glad of an excuse to walk in the moonlight with Nancy. As they followed the road that wound in and out along the river, Ned felt only the romance of the evening. But Nancy's thoughts kept reverting to the mystery. It was an eerie night. Now and then clouds would obscure the moon, causing grotesque shadows to flicker across their path.
~ Carolyn Keene
When the three girls stepped outside, Nancy took a deep breath of air. She loved the earthy smell of the forests surrounding the lake resort, particularly the scent of the tall pines. "What a day!" she exclaimed. Only a few fleecy white clouds broke the clear blue sky.
~ Carolyn Keene
Thunder rumbled overhead, the first drops of the promised storm finally falling.
~ Cavan Scott
My happy place is 40 feet out in the Gulf of Mexico, sitting on a sandbar in 80-degree water, watching clouds crawl by. Absolute heaven.
~ Ransom Riggs
A white cloud floats in the sky A bouquet of flowers blooms Floating clouds Blooming flowers The clouds are the floating The flowers are the blooming
~ Thich Nhat Hanh
The vivid circumstances of his life at this date led him ever to remember the external scenes inwhich they were set. It was an evening of phenomenal irridations, and the west heaven gleamed like a foundry of all metals common and rare. The clouds were broken into a thousand fragments, and the margin of every fragment shone.
~ Thomas Hardy