Quotes About Sky

Manhattan has no choice but the skyward extrusion of the Grid itself; only the Skyscraper offers business the wide-open spaces of a man-made Wild West, a frontier in the sky.

There is nothing more guaranteed to reduce a man to the essentials than to live beneath the sky.

The soul of man is larger than the sky, Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark Of the unfathomed center.

What did you say, Gram? About there being no church out here?" "I said that the sky was the roof of my cathedral and the desert was its floor and any time I paid attention, I could feel a higher power all around me.

A cloudless plain blue sky is like a flowerless garden.

Clouds are the sky's imagination.

In the sky an infinitude of hope, a canvas of glory all possibilities mine.

...gorgeous bright blue sky with some cloudacious beautiness on the fringe.

The green grass and the happy skies court the fluttering butterflies.

Poured a cup of hot sepia coffee in a wisteria flowered mug, dandelion sunshine spilling through the periwinkle sky.

Between the shadows of the earth and the dark depths of the sky, human life lay slumbering, with all its unsolved puzzles.

So near the track of the stars are we, That oft, on night's pale beams, The distant sounds of their harmony Come to our ears, like dreams. The Moon, too, brings her world so nigh, That when the night-seer looks To that shadowless orb, in a vernal sky, He can number its hills and brooks. To the Sun god all our hearts and lyres, By day, by night, belong; And the breath we draw from his living fires We give him back in song

Triumphal arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud Philosophy To teach me what thou art.

The old cathedrals are good, but the great blue dome that hangs over everything is better.

blazing across the sky? Or did he dream using the few

I wonder why it's orange," I mused aloud. To my surprise, I heard Emily answer. "When the moon is low in the sky, the light scatters because it has to pass through more layers of the atmosphere than when it's overhead. By the time the light reaches our eyes, the blue, green, and purple parts of the spectrum have scattered, leaving only yellow, orange, and red visible to us." "How do you know that?" I marveled, turning to her.

I can live this life. I can. I can. It's a spark I want to cherish, a splutter of life in the flat battery; but just at the wrong moment I catch a glimpse at the night sky..., and I can see that there's nothing out there at all.

Marghe learned of linn cloud, the waterfall cloud in multilayers which brought very heavy rain; of n'gus, queen daggerhorn sky—stately and slow-moving like the beasts of the forest; of pilwe sky, soft, white undulating cloud that could hide the sun for a whole moon.

At night the sky is pure astronomy.

If they have to be named after anything at all, why can't it be things, which have more permanence, like the sky or the sea, or even ideas, which never really die, not even bad ones?

Then one day I was looking out the window. Maybe I was contemplating the sky. Put even a fool in front of the window and you'll get a Spinoza.

We got a clear night. You see something like that sky, no matter how long you've been the police, you just don't understand why people do what they do to people.

Know thyself. —Inscribed on the Temple of Apollo at Delphi What we have to learn to do, we learn by doing. —Aristotle CHAPTER ELEVEN She lay flat on her back on thick grass under a brilliantly blue sky.

Hayley could see trees whipping in the wind and the bruised fists of clouds that smothered the sky.