Quotes About Sky

The Herdsman passed, nodding, the bright star Arcturus at his knee; the Bull roared by, bearing the great sun Aldebaran and the small group of the Pleiades singing in small melodic voices, like no voices he had ever heard.

the sky dark with wheeling birds.

And if I'm homesick it's a window shrouded with ice where a young girl traces a name on the glass that's beginning to look like my name. It's the sky taking shape before me in the silence like a ghost who makes nothing come true.

like a zephyr shooting into the night sky, leaving a trail of moonlit particles that swirled in brief, unspeakable beauty, and then faded into nothing.

The land is all too shallow It is painted on the sky And trembles like the wind-shook rain When the Raven King passed by

The sky spoke to him. It was a language he had never heard before. He was not even certain there were words. Perhaps it only spoke to him in the black writing the birds made. He was small and unprotected and there was no escape. He was caught between earth and sky as if cupped between two hands. They could crush him if they chose.

Suddenly it seemed that all that had been learnt in every English childhood of the wildness of English magic might still be true, and even now on some long-forgotten paths, behind the sky, on the other side of the rain, John Uskglass might be riding still, with his company of men and fairies. Most

The pools had been written onto the fields by the rain. The pools were a magic worked by the rain, just as the tumbling of the black birds against the grey was a spell that the sky was working and the motion of grey-brown grasses was a spell that the wind made. Everything had meaning.

birds flew by, As lightly and as free, Ten thousand stars were in the sky, Ten thousand on the sea. For every rippling, dancing wave, That leaped upon the air, Had caught a star in its embrace, And held it trembling there.

You can't take the sky from me.

In Isleta the rainbow was a crack in the universe. We saw the barest of all life that is possible. Bright horses rolled over and over the dusking sky.

un día seco y duro y caluroso, un día de tanta luz que los cielos parecían blancos y no azules—

Convierten al mundo en hospital, quieren que no esperemos nada, ni siquiera lo que no va a llegar y por la curva del cielo pasa tu rostro que llora.

Dusk falls. There is nothing gentle about the sky.

El cielo está tan alto, y mis ojos tan sin mirada, que vivía contenta con saber dónde quedaba la tierra.

Sólo yo entiendo lo lejos que está el cielo de nosotros; pero conozco cómo acortar las veredas. Todo consiste en morir, Dios mediante, cuando uno quiera y no cuando Él lo disponga. O, si tú quieres, forzarlo a disponer antes de tiempo.

El veterano sintió ganas de celebrar algo; que fuese su cumpleaños, por ejemplo. Pero no. Daba lástima desaprovechar tanto cielo celeste y limpio, regalar el aire a la desgracia o los malentendidos.

The autumn winds had blown away the dank gray clouds to show patches of blue mingled with the rosy pink of the dying day above the pointed slate roofs. The sort of day Marie-Angelique had liked. She always said weather that made your cheeks look pink could not be spoken ill of.

helicopter blades purled the air

The sky was full of stacked gray clouds and the air tasted like a nickel.

[T]he sun declined, and we both fell into twilight silence. Night, which in autumn seems to fall from the sky at once, it comes so quickly, chilled us, and we rolled ourselves in our cloaks...

I cannot get that beautiful afternoon out of my head, above me where I lay the grass was silhouetted against the blue of the heavens, small clouds were rushing past as the wind drove them on an endless journey.

Anyone who took the time to really look at Francesca's eyes would have realized that they were quite their own color. As if the sky could even compare.

The Sea of Glass I looked and saw a sea roofed over with rainbows, In the midst of each two lovers met and departed; Then the sky was full of faces with gold glories behind them