Top 1200 Dark Sky Quotes & Sayings - Page 19

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Last updated on November 19, 2024.
During the winter my attention was attracted to the changes in the stars and planets in the sky.
The tree is a slow, enduring force straining to win the sky.
I come to Jerusalem. There, the sky is blue and memory becomes clear. — © Menachem Begin
I come to Jerusalem. There, the sky is blue and memory becomes clear.
I love you more than there are stars in the sky and fish in the sea.
The silence that is in the starry sky, / The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
This continent, an open palm spread frank before the sky.
Men judge by the complexion of the sky The state and inclination of the day.
The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.
I never went to school for that. In high school we had photography, which was great. That was another moment of discovery. I had a great teacher - I can't even remember her name now. I ended up going to boarding school for my last high school years and they had a dark room there. Of course there was curfew; you were supposed to be in bed at a certain time. But I would sneak out and sneak into the dark room and work all night.
Every situation can be substantially improved; even the sky is not the limit.
The earth itself is their church; the vast, open sky its ceiling.
Your way begins at the other side. Become the sky.
What did the earth teach the trees? 
 How to speak to the sky. — © Pablo Neruda
What did the earth teach the trees? How to speak to the sky.
I'll tell you something about true love. There's no science to it. It's as natural as the sky.
It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.
The stars in the sky will hang there till You tell them to.
But the sky was never quite the same shade of blue again.
No matter how far apart we are, we are all under and looking at the same sky.
I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky, And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.
Love calls - everywhere and always. We're sky bound. Are you coming?
Playing on Sky Sports doesn't really make a difference to me.
As the ancient myth makers knew, we are children equally of the earth and the sky.
You don't have to travel around the world to understand that the sky is blue everywhere
The sky sinks in the morning, this fact has been insufficiently observed.
They that do much themselves deny, Receive more blessings from the sky.
There wouldn't be a sky full of stars if we were all meant to wish on the same one.
If you tell me that the sky is red, I will look up.
In Texas it's always hot, dry, sunny, not a cloud in the sky.
The city buildings in the distance are holding up the sky, it seems.
One day we'll all be dead, and none of this will matter" -The Brightest Star in the Sky.
The sky is the limit for me, but in boxing you have to take it one fight at a time.
Stars are holes in the sky from which the light of the infinite shines.
Hey sky, take off your hat, I'm on my way!
Going around under an umbrella interferes with one's looking up at the sky.
When we look up at the sky, we are trying to find the way to ourselves.
Look how black the sky is, the writer said. I made it that way.
Was a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. Not a negative word was heard.
The sky was full of stars, and every star an exploding ship. — © J. Michael Straczynski
The sky was full of stars, and every star an exploding ship.
You may be going through a trial so overwhelming that it's borderline unbearable. You want to see the end of the tunnel. Which is only natural, because once we see that little speck of light, we feel we can make it through to the finish. But God's tunnels are often twisting, too complex and dark to see the light for many days. In such settings He says, "In that dark, twisting, seemingly endless period of time, trust Me. Stop running scared! Stop fearing!"
In the eye of the tornado, there's no more high and low, no floor and sky.
My ideal - and here, the sky is the limit - is to attract foreign investment via concessions.
So do flux and reflux--the rhythm of change--alternate and persist in everything under the sky.
Let's build us a happy, little cloud that floats around the sky.
I am high in the sky, and still I do not see the face of god.
I feel like the sky's the limit, and anything could happen.
In that dilated moment after sunset when the sky holds all the light.
At the heart of the cyclone tearing the sky is a place of central calm.
A poem is a cup of words open to the sky and wind in a bucket. — © Naomi Shihab Nye
A poem is a cup of words open to the sky and wind in a bucket.
That was the thing: Once, the difference between light and dark had been basic. One was good, one bad. Suddenly, though, things weren’t so clear. The dark was still a mystery, something hidden, something to be scared of, but I’d come to fear the light, too. It was where everything was revealed, or seemed to be. Eyes closed, I saw only the blackness, reminding me of this one thing, the most deep of my secrets; eyes open, there was only the world that didn’t know it, bright, inescapable, and somehow, still there.
Become the sky. Take an axe to the prison wall. Escape.
When heroes fall from the sky, many more will learn to fly.
I was sure that somewhere a grandiose carnival was going on in the sky, and I was missing it.
And he whose soul is flat -- the sky Will cave in on him by and by.
What did the tree learn from the earth to be able to talk with the sky?
The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.
Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.
Where the sky begins, the horizon ends, despite the best intentions.
The desire to reach for the sky runs very deep in the human psyche.
The mighty Rain Holds the vast empire of the sky alone.
At first we raced through space, like shadows and light; her rants, my raves; her dark hair, my blonde; black dresses, white. She's a purple-black African-violet-dark butterfly and I a white moth. We were two wild ponies, Dawn and Midnight, the wind electrifying our manes and our hooves quaking the city; we were photo negatives of each other, together making the perfect image of a girl.
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