Quotes About Sky

A cat came out of an alley, took a look at all the snow, and went back in. Farther on up the street a fat man, aproned and puffing, emerged from a restaurant and whiffed the cold air and gazed yearningly at the sky. As though even the dreams were up there, much too far away.

And come, blue deeps! magnificently strown With coloured clouds — large, light, and fugitive...

Cars they sound like waves that are breaking On some distant shore I gazed so hard into the great aching sky It seemed that I, I wasn't here no more That my rushing blood was a river My eyes two stars My blowing hair all a quiver A whispering field of grass That murmurs as you pass Oh my darlin' Kathleen That whispers out your name

Si sentiva libero. [...] Libero come una stella che devia dall'orbita e solca il firmamento lasciandosi dietro una scia sfavillante.

Let the sky and God be our limit and Eternity our measurement.

With blinded eyes I stared at the sky, this grey, endless sky of a crazy god, who had made life and death for his amusement.

The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.

Look out into the universe and contemplate the glory of God. Observe the stars, millions of them, twinkling in the night sky, all with a message of unity, part of the very nature of God.

Beauty is God's handwriting — a wayside sacrament; welcome it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower, and thank for it Him.

It's wonderful to climb the liquid mountains of the sky. Behind me and before me is God and I have no fears.

Our passionate preoccupation with the sky, the stars, and a God somewhere in outer space is a homing impulse. We are drawn back to where we came from.

You're looking for help from God, you say he couldn't be found. Looking up to the sky and searchin' beneath the ground.

Beware of the man whose God is in the skies.

I cannot imagine anyone looking at the sky and denying God.

Lots of cosy sky That God and I can share. I need air. I need air.

I saw the lightnings gleaming rod. Reach forth and write upon the sky The awful autograph of God.

Why are there no clouds in the sky? ... 'Cause God wants to watch his favorite band again!

Whether my days are cooled with calm or filled with fever's ardent taint, I have the same blue sky as God, I have the same God as the saint.

I think God is a giant vibrator in the sky ... a pulsating force of incredible energy.

I am high in the sky, and still I do not see the face of god.

Soul of the universe, Sire, God, Creator, Lord, I believe in Thee, 'neath all these names: And without having need to hear thy word, In the sky's brow my glorious creed I trace.

Rain is used as white noise when God is disgusted by too much prayer, when the sky is stuffed to bursting with the noise of what people need.

There is a God! the sky his presence shares, His hand upheaves the billows in their mirth, Destroys the mighty, yet the humble spares And with contentment crowns the thought of worth.

My God, my aim and my fulfillment; I am thy yesterday and thou are my tomorrow. I am they root in the earth and thou art my flower in the sky, and together we grow before the face of the sun.