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Last updated on December 18, 2024.
Growing up and living in England, I'm surrounded by grey skies and sarcasm, so when I came to America, my first impressions were bright, hopeful, cheerful.
Autumn that year painted the countryside in vivid shades of scarlet, saffron and russet, and the days were clear and crisp under harvest skies.
The discs which haunt the skies of Earth indicate that the unconscious cannot be kept waiting forever. These things are going to have to be dealt with.
My mother watched the skies at evening for a portent of the morrow. A cloud that went over and then turned around and came back was an especially bad sign.
It is a flaw In happiness to see beyond our bourn, - It forces us in summer skies to mourn, It spoils the singing of the nightingale.
Take my hand and we'll go riding through the sunshine from above. We'll find happiness together in the summer skies of love.
All at once we see things in our skies, and we both realize it together. Well you know they were wrong, get on the right thing.
Everything that ever walked or crawled on the face of the earth, swum the depths of the ocean or soared through the skies left its imprint here
I will always be here. We will walk the skies together forever.
What has philosophy got to do with measuring anything? It's the mathematicians you have to trust, and they measure the skies like we measure a field.
Long live all us crazy soldiers
Who were born under calico skies
May we never be called to handle
All the weapons of war we despise
I have looked upon all the universe has to hold of horror,and even the skies of spring and flowers of summer must ever afterward be poison to me.
If we keep pulling death from the ground, we will reap death from the skies.
Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.
But if they ever saw a sunrise on a mountain morning/Watched those cotton candy clouds roll by/They'd know why I live beneath these Western Skies.
I like rain and mist. I've never understood why people exclaim over bright skies and bushels of glaring sunshine.
In Rome you long for the country. In the country you praise to the skies the distant town.
The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- And that's the skies!
Let the rain falling on your face run into your eyes. Can you see the rainbow now through the stormy skies?
Stars of heaven, clear and bright, Shine upon this Christmas light, Vaster far than midnight skies Are its timeless mysteries.
...I returned to walking up the mountain, and there, in the dim asexual beauty of reddening dawns and skies that firmed to blue, I discovered my real and appropriate strengths.
I will fly in the greatness of God as the marsh-hen flies,
In the freedom that fills all the space 'twixt the marsh and the skies.
We never know how high we are till we are called to rise. Then if we are true to form our statures touch the skies.
The meanest flowret of the vale, / The simplest note that swells the gale, / The common sun, the air, and skies, / To him are opening paradise.
My soule her wings doth spread
And heaven-ward flies,
Th' Almighty's Mysteries to read
In the large volumes of the skies.
No ladder needs the bird but skies To situate its wings, Nor any leaders grim baton Arraigns it as it sings.
That thorny path, those stormy skies, have drawn our spirits nearer; and rendered us, by sorrow's ties, each to the other dearer.
What a miserable creature man is that he prays in fear to the skies and begs help from the unknown every time he falls down to the ground!
I remember with 'Ratcatcher,' in the script it was beautiful blue skies and sunny every day, but it rained constantly. You have to go with what the film is going to be.
Tis easy now for the heart to be true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue-- 'Tis the natural way of living.
Even the eternal skies weep, I thought; is there any shame then, that mortal man should spend himself in tears?
All green and fair the summer lies, Just budded from the bud of spring, With tender blue of wistful skies, And winds that softly sing.
Look to the Heavens, you can look to the skies. You can find redemption staring back into your eyes.
Sombre and rich, the skies;
Great glooms, and starry plains.
Gently the night wind sighs;
Else a vast silence reigns.
The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune's spite; revive from ashes and rise.
The soul, at peace, reflects the peace without, Forgetting grief as sunset skies forget The morning's transient shower.
Such is hope, heaven's own gift to struggling mortals, pervading, like some subtle essence from the skies, all things both good and bad.
Can you imagine the hopelessness of trying to live a spiritual life when you’re secretly looking up at the skies not for illumination or direction, but to gauge, miserably, the odds of rain?
Peace! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
Who'd give up sunny California for the grey old Earls Court Road? I'm looking out at blue skies and the mountains and trees, and it's so beautiful.
Have mountains, and waves, and skies, no significance but what we consciously give them, when we employ them as emblems of our thoughts?
Man's greatest blunder has been in trying to make peace with the skies instead of making peace with his neighbors
Well, I won't give up on us, Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love, I'm still looking up
Secret thoughts are only half free: they fly undisturbed in the skies of the inner freedom, but they can never leave them.
The moment you say, or , the skies will open for you and the non- physical energies begin instantly to orchestrate the manifestation of your desire.
Anyone who's read my 'Terror in the Skies' series knows that I have not been writing with an eye toward approval from any government agency.
Must I be carried to the skies on flowery beds of ease, while others fought to win the prize and sailed through bloody seas?
Strange is the night where black stars rise, And strange moons circle through the skies
A novel is a mirror which passes over a highway. Sometimes it reflects to your eyes the blue of the skies, at others the churned-up mud of the road.
I lost my eyes In east wind skies Here's where I've cried Where I've tried Where God and the Tendaberry rise Where Quakers and revolutionaries Join for life
Love, as is told by the seers of old,
Comes as a butterfly tipped with gold,
Flutters and flies in sunlit skies,
Weaving round hearts that were one time cold.
In Adam's fall We sinned all. In the new Adam's rise, We shall all reach the skies.
I have never been quite sure who controls the weather. Although we always prayed for clear skies, I have had to preach in all kinds of storms.
We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent, and easy is the way: but, to return, and view the cheerful skies; in this, the task and mighty labor lies.
When it comes to reforming the way our skies are regulated, we must be certain that as we work to solve specific problems, we do not create others.
Winters are so long in northern Michigan - nearly nine months of gray skies and deep snow - that summer comes as a fresh burst.
This vast and solid earth, that blazing sun, Those skies, thro' which it rolls, must all have end. What then is man? The smallest part of nothing.
The stormy March has come at last, With winds and clouds and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast That through the snowy valley flies.
There is in stillness oft a magic power To calm the breast when struggling passions lower, Touched by its influence, in the soul arise Diviner feelings, kindred with the skies.
