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Quotes About Sky

a sea to intensely blue to be looked at, and a sky of purple, set with one great flaming jewel of fire...
~ Charles Dickens
But, there is one broad sky over all the world, and whether it be blue or cloudy, the same heaven beyond
~ Charles Dickens
Chance people on the bridges peeping over the parapets into a nether sky of fog, with fog all round them, as if they were up in a balloon, and hanging in the misty clouds.
~ Charles Dickens
The night was as dark by this time as it would be until morning; and what light we had, seemed to come from the river than the sky, as the oars in their dipping struck at a few reflected stars.
~ Charles Dickens
Refuge in any hiding-place from a sea too intensely blue to be looked at, and a sky of purple, set with one great flaming jewel of fire.
~ Charles Dickens
It was a dark night, though the full moon rose as I left the enclosed lands, and passed out upon the marshes. Beyond their dark line there was a ribbon of clear sky, hardly broad enough to hold the red large moon. In a few minutes she had ascended out of that clear field, in among the piled mountains of cloud.
~ Charles Dickens
lights twinkled in little casements; which lights, as the casements darkened, and more stars came out, seemed to have shot up into the sky instead of having been extinguished
~ Charles Dickens
The night was dark by this time as it would be until morning; what light we had, seemed to come more from the river than the sky, as the oars in their dipping struck at a few reflected stars.
~ Charles Dickens
Why money should be so precious to an Ass too dull and mean to exchange it for any other satisfaction, is strange; but there is no animal so sure to get laden with it, as the Ass who sees nothing written on the face of the earth and sky but the three letters L. S. D.—not Luxury, Sensuality, Dissoluteness, which they often stand for, but the three dry letters. Your concentrated Fox is seldom comparable to your concentrated Ass in money-breeding.
~ Charles Dickens
on rock, in gravel, and alluvial mud, under the bright sky of
~ Charles Dickens
I was not happy; but, thus far, I had faithfully set the seal upon the Past, and, thinking of her, pointing upward, thought of her as pointing to that sky above me, where, in the mystery to come, I might yet love her with a love unknown on earth, and tell her what the strife had been within me when I loved her here.
~ Charles Dickens
We talked this afternoon of worlds That herd within the sky; Of all the majesty and reach Of stellar space, till I Was grateful to the ladybug That crawled across my dress, Just for its foolish speckled back, And for its littleness.
~ Ethel A. Turner, c.1921
There was a crash of thunder, the sky shattering right above our heads.
~ Abby Geni, The Wildlands, 2018
Have you ever heard anything more beautiful... than soul-shaking booming thunder filling the width and depth and height saturating with stunning sound the infinite and electrified sky?
~ Terri Guillemets
Oh, what is so rare as a day in May, When the great sun shines like this! When the soft winds woo, all tender and true, And breathe on one's cheek like a kiss! When the sky is so blue—ah—heaven's own blue! And the birds in the greening trees Are bursting their throats with rapturous notes...
~ Jean Wright, "A-Maying"
A poet is a storm with a pen — splattering swashes of ink across the sky in bursts of fervor with words on fire whirling tempest-emblazoned rhyme
~ Terri Guillemets
The rain dwindled and stopped. The car windows were speckled with moisture, already evaporating in the heat. Soon enough, the sidewalks would be scorched clean, the sky clear, the clouds burned away into wisps.
~ Abby Geni, The Wildlands, 2018
'T is sweet to listen as the night-winds creep From leaf to leaf; 't is sweet to view on high The rainbow, bas'd on ocean, span the sky...
~ Lord Byron
The sky it cries And the sun pats it dry With a rainbow up on high.
~ Terri Guillemets
Ma stood by the window as the stars began to poke holes in the deep, blue velvet sky.
~ Grace Lin
the dimming light seemed to make the house disappear into the sky
~ Grace Lin
Through the window a broken fingernail of moon was visible.
~ Graham Joyce
Einstein was wrong! I'M the speed of light CRACKING through shivery rainbows and GOD the sky whirls and withers like a melting RAINBOW!
~ Grant Morrison
Outlined against a blue-gray October sky, the Four Horsemen rode again. In dramatic lore they were known as Famine, Pestilence, Destruction, and Death. These are only aliases. Their real names are Stuhldreher, Miller, Crowley, and Layden.
~ Grantland Rice