Quotes About Sky

What are cumulus clouds?' Manxmouse asked. Everything was so new and different... and up here in the sky it was wonderfully quiet and exciting, peaceful and thrilling all at the same time.

What are cumulus clouds?' Manxmouse asked. Everything was so new and different... and up here in the sky it was wonderfully quiet and exciting, peaceful and thrilling all at the same time... They rose on a column of warm air. Manxmouse thought what a wonderful thing it must be to be a hawk and be able to live up here in the quiet of the sky.

This is an age of superstition and wishful thinking. The sky is full of evening's empires, and every one of them is founded on sand.

Would you like some warm Spring pie? Then, take a cup of clear blue sky. Stir in buzzes from a bee, Add the laughter of a tree. A dash of sunlight should suffice To give the dew a hint of spice. Mix with berries, plump and sweet. Top with fluffy clouds, and eat!

Tracy had never been so conscious of the sky above the earth, the dangerous clouds that gathered there, the way humans lived beneath such grandeur and threat every moment of their lives.

I would hear the song of the columns and visualize in the pure sky the monument of a melody.

Night. Rain. A livid sky pierces the lacework Of spires and towers, the silhouette of a Gothic Town dim in the gray distance.

I wondered who the sky men had been, who came to destroy and kill those in the cities, and what bad thing had happened to them to make them worship death.

There are things we find only at our lowest depths. The idea of wings and then wings themselves. An ocean worth crossing one dark mile at a time. The whole of the sky.

There are things we find only at our lowest depths. The idea of wings and then wings themselves. An ocean worth crossing one dark mile at a time. The whole of the sky. And whatever suffering has come is the necessary cost of such wonders, as Karen once said, the beautiful thrashing we do when we live.

Have you ever seen stars like this? You can't have. They don't make them like this anywhere in the world." Above our heads, the sky was a brimming treasure box. Some of the stars seemed to want to pull free and leap down onto my shoulders—and though these were the only ones I had ever known, I believed Denys when he said they were the finest. I thought I might believe anything he said, in fact, even though we had just met. He had that in him.

It was august. for years it was august … . there was heat like wet gauze and a high, white sky and music coming from everywhere at once.

Have you ever seen stars like this? You can't have. They don't make them like this anywhere in the world." Above our heads, the sky was a brimming treasure box. Some of the stars seemed to want to pull free and leap down onto my shoulders—and though these were the only ones I had ever known,

The engine settled and breathed hard in place, like a small dragon home from war. Smoke chuffed and streamed out behind, marring the flat sky,

Almost as soon as I arrived back at Njoro, it began to rain for the first time in over a year. The sky went black, splitting open with a deluge that didn't want to stop.

are things we find only at our lowest depths. The idea of wings and then wings themselves. An ocean worth crossing one dark mile at a time. The whole of the sky. And whatever suffering has come is the necessary cost of such wonders, as Karen once said, the beautiful thrashing we do when we live.

The waves reach up and the fathomless sky pushes down.

rounded blue-grey hills that went smoky and purple at dusk before dissolving into the night sky. When we

The harvest moon hangs round and high It dodges clouds high in the sky, The stars wink down their love and mirth The Autumn season is giving birth. Oh, it must be October...

This is just the beginning of some kind of end, she said, as if she were speaking to the cloudy aquarelle of the city, to the sad sky the dusk had splashed with color.

Clutching the tablecloth tightly under her arm, the Queen felt for the second time that day a wave of dignity that made her lift her head and see everything at the same height as her batlike eyes. And this is why You saw me so calmly, Walking serenely Under the more than blue sky.

The sky was black, deep, infinite, the very thing that scared the Greeks and all the other ancients.

There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!

Far clouds of feathery gold, Shaded with deepest purple, gleam Like islands on a dark blue sea.