Quotes About Clouds

under Midwestern clouds like great grey brains

The sun lowered itself through the roof of clouds, ignited the sea, and filled the big picture window with molten light, so that we did our dealing and dreaming in a brilliant fog.

The cloud cover had parted for a moment and the light touched the edges of jaw and cheek, making him look gilded, like one of Donatello's archangels.

me. The cloud cover had parted for a moment and the light touched the

clouds of distress. "I—well Ã¢â'¬Â¦ I think so.

war. And I thought that whether it was choice or no choice, it might be that it came to the same thing in the end. Jamie's hand still lay on mine. It tightened a little, and I glanced at him, but his eyes were still fixed somewhere past the dooryard; past the mountains, and the distant clouds. His grip tightened further, and I felt the edges of my ring press into my flesh. "When

the wispy clouds of the morning had been knitting themselves up into a low sky the color of dirty wool

Here in my solitude, I have the feeling that I contain too much humanity. It oozes out of me like a broken tube of toothpaste; it doesn't want to stay within the confines of my body. A strange feeling of weight and volume. Soul volume perhaps, which rises like clouds of smoke and envelops my body.

Yes, there are stars," I lie and I give them to him--there are no stars--but there must be some behind the clouds and they must be shining inside-out tonight. I love stars, but I hardly ever notice them. I guess when you're blind, you realize how much you forget to see.

The orange sun is rolling across the sky like a severed head, gentle light glimmers in the ravines among the clouds, the banners of the sunset are fluttering above our heads. The stench of yesterday's blood and slaughtered horses drips into the evening chill.

In our city spring came from the sky, not from the soil, which was ruled by stone that recognizes no seasonal change. The change of the season could be glimpsed in the thinning of clouds, the appearance of the birds and the occasional rainbow.)

Nella forma che il caso e il vento dànno alle nuvole l'uomo è già intento a riconoscere figure.

I have dizzy spells when I least expect them, even if there is no danger in sight…Altitude or depth makes no difference…if I gaze at the sky at night, and I think of the distance of the stars…Or even in the daytime…if I were to lie down here, for example, with my eyes facing up, my head would swim…" And she points to the clouds passing swiftly, driven by the wind. She speaks of her head swimming as of a temptation that somehow attracts her.

The one close to me now, even my own body- these too will soon become clouds, floating in different directions.

Smiles escape from clouds above and angels ring a chorus of your love.

Moon hangs, almost full pieces of cloud scatter, glide in soft, summer breeze. We lay in our meadow listening to the sound of night....

Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie; the clouds were like light piles of cotton; and where the blue sky was visible, it wore a hazy and languid aspect.

The sun was as flirty as Scarlett O'Hara with the Tarleton twins, breaking through the clouds in spectacular bursts that seemed like personal favors and then retreating for hours, days, and making us all ache for just a glimpse.

Human minds are more full of mysteries than any written book and more changeable than the cloud shapes in the air.

Outside, clouds had once again rolled in and brought with them snow. Again. Huge soft flakes, as though the clouds themselves were breaking up and drifting down in pieces.

The clouds above us join and separate, The breeze in the courtyard leaves and returns. Life is like that, so why not relax? Who can stop us from celebrating?

She is quiet for a moment. have you ever been swimming in the summer, she asks, when a cloud comes in front of the sun? You know how, for a few seconds, you're absolutely freezing in th water and you think you'd better get out and dry off? But then all of a sudden the sun's back out and you're warm again and when you tell people how much fun you had swimming you wouldn't even think to mention those clouds. Cara shrugs. That's what it's like, with my father. -Cara

they've done their share of crying, and we all know that a sky with clouds in it is much more interesting than one that doesn't have any.

IT'S RAINING.