Quotes About Sky

Joseph saw how he could make a gesture with his arms and hands, that would sweep in and indicate and symbolize the ripe stars and the whole cup of the sky, the land, eddied with black trees, and the crested waves that were the mountains, an earth storm, frozen in the peak of its rushing, or stone breakers moving eastward with infinite slowness. Joseph wondered whether there were any words to say these things. He said, I like the night. It's more strong than the day.

A blanket of herring clouds was rolling in from the east.

The surface of the earth crusted. A thin hard crust, and as the sky became pale, so the earth became pale, pink in the red contry and white in the gray contry. (1) This describes the form of the book how the earth has been swallowed by the sun and allows you to assume that the farms are destroded.

along the road. He heard the iron tires of the cart grinding on the road. He turned and looked after it, and on the slope he saw old Samuel against the sky, his white hair shining with starlight.

The dusk passed into dark, and the desert stars came out in the soft sky, stars stabbing and sharp, with few points and rays to them, and the sky was velvet. And the heat changed. While the sun was up, it was a beating, flailing heat, but now the heat came from below, from the earth itself, and the heat was thick and muffling.

He raised his face into the sky and his soul arose out of him into the sun's afterglow.

Your heart lifts forever through that blank sky.

Lend me your wings, bird. I'll spread them and fly on the thermals.

A child's fear is a world whose dark corners are quite unknown to grownup people; it has its sky and its abysses, a sky without stars, abysses into which no light can ever penetrate.

I remember looking at the sky and thinking that the universe is so big and it's all chaos. I call it 'the dark fear.' At any moment, the dark fear could come in.

Teach me your mood, O patient stars. Who climb each night, the ancient sky. leaving on space no shade, no scars, no trace of age, no fear to die.

Perhaps the most distant part of the sky always seems clearest, so that we will always strive to reach it.

Perhaps the distant part of the sky always seem the clearest, so that we always strive to reach it.

Life is a collection of memories, pain, tears, joy and laughter. The most treasured can be locked in your heart for safe-keeping and the most painful can be released into the sky to float away on the night breeze.

Dont tell me the sky is the limit when theres footprints on the moon.

May you always see a blue sky overhead, my young friend; and then, even when the time comes, which is coming now for me, when the woods are all black, when night is fast falling, you will be able to console yourself, as I am doing, by looking up to the sky.

like the thin, fragile rind, then like the fresh quarter of a fruit that an invisible knife had begun to peel in the sky.

Sometimes in the afternoon sky a white moon would creep up like a little cloud, furtive, without display, suggesting an actress who does not have to 'come on' for a while, and so goes 'in front' in her ordinary clothes to watch the rest of the company for a moment, but keeps in the background, not wishing to attract attention to herself.

It is true that the two men were not acquainted and had little or nothing in common, but psychological laws, like physical laws, have a more or less general relevance. And if the appropriate conditions are the same, the same expression lights up the eyes of different human animals, just as the same morning sky lights up places that are remote from one another and have no connection.

Ces fleurs sont d'un rose vraiment céleste, dit Legrandin, je veux dire couleur de ciel rose. Car il y a un rose ciel comme il y a un bleu ciel.

After leaving this park the Vivonne began to flow again more swiftly. How often have I watched, and longed to imitate, when I should be free to live as I chose, a rower who had shipped his oars and lay stretched out on his back, his head down, in the bottom of his boat, letting it drift with the current, seeing nothing but the sky which slipped quietly above him, shewing upon his features a foretaste of happiness and peace.

Now are the woods all black, But still the sky is blue.

La giornata era bellissima, smaltata e netta. Niente pareva lasciato al caso: punte e spigoli, tetti e antenne, grondaie e comignoli, apici d'abete e cime imbiancate. Come in una tavola fiamminga l'acuto sovrastava qualunque possibile rotondità. E pareva consigliasse di mirare in alto verso il turchese compatto del cielo, senza un sole che potesse sbiadirlo, né un volo d'uccello che potesse macchiarlo.

Let the sky and God be our limit, and Eternity our measurement. There is no height to which we cannot climb by using the active intelligence of our own minds. Mind creates and as much as we desire in nature we can have through the creation of our own minds.