Quotes About Skies

Guilt is the most merciless disease of man. It stains all the other areas of living. It darkens all skies.

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.6

Live life like a bird with freedom in the open skies and with no barriers to hold you back.....

The battles rent the skies: the air itself burned, and gods clawed the flesh from each other's bones.

The zone of melancholy which I then entered was as distinct from the zone in which I had been bounding with joy a moment before as, in certain skies, a band of pink is separated, as though by a line invisibly ruled, from a band of green or black. You may see a bird flying across the pink; it draws near the border-line, touches it, enters and is lost upon the black.

A city of unarmed dreamers huddling beneath angry skies.

The war was not on that map, and neither was the surrender... that makes me happy and sad— happy because I know the streams will keep streaming and the skies will keep clouding and clearing, even as people fight and tear and claw at each other... what we do makes me sad too because what difference do we make? Looking around me, at all the graves and leftover destruction— seems we just keep on messing up a darned good thing.

And that gave her hope, and even the sheer sentimental gratitude of being able to be here, knowing she had the potential to enjoy watching radiant skies and mediocre Ryan Bailey comedies and be happy listening to music and conversation and the beat of her own heart.

Shepherds know many mysterious languages; they speak the language of sheep and dogs, language of stars and skies, flowers and herbs.

Water water everywhere and life is to share and care. Regard water with deep reverence whether from skies or anyone's eyes and MickeyMize human lives.

The words came so fast they seemed to roll down hill. Nobody ever calls it all that; it's just spring wheat, but I like the words. They heap up and make a picture of a spring that's slow to come, when the ground stays frozen late into March and the air is raw, and the skies are sulky and dark

Sometimes it rains and other times clear skies, life is full of compensations. We must compromise to its terms and conditions; without complaining.

Browncoats, look up to the skies! Browncoats, hail the dawn! Today will see tyranny Dying with the morn. "Browncoats, are you weary? Browncoats, rise and sing! Your time has come, your war is won. Victory takes wing.

The skies we slept under were too uncertain for forecasts. They came and went on the moody gusts of the Atlantic, bringing half a dozen weathers in an afternoon and playing all four movements of a wind symphony, allegro, andante, scherzo and adagio on the broken backs of white waves.

By His breath the skies were cleared; His hand pierced the fleeing serpent.

Praise Him, O highest heavens, and you waters above the skies.