Top 1200 Sky Quotes & Sayings - Page 16
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Last updated on November 25, 2024.
Scrape the grey sky clean, realize that every dark cloud is a smokescreen meant to blind us from the truth
If you want to ascend like the Prophet to the sky of immortality, know this very well: Fasting is your Arabian stallion.
Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky, a dream come true, I'll live there til I die.
The attack of John Brown upon Harper's Ferry came upon Virginia like a clap of thunder out of a clear sky.
I like to go outside at night by myself and look at the sky and just appreciate it. I'm not that big of a weirdo, but - occasionally.
I don't think I focused on the financial part of it, but definitely, my ambition is to be great, and that always meant that the sky was the limit for what I was hoping to do.
Now the peak of summer's past, the sky is overcast And the love we swore would last for an age seems deceit.
He'd thought he was lost, but now he recognized that eternity was around him, like salt from a shaker or stars in the sky.
It was a clear, starry night, dead calm. Whenever I see a sky like that, I wish I could write music
Dwellers by the sea are generally superstitious; sailors always are. There is something in the illimitable expanse of sky and water that dilates the imagination.
I do like to think of myself as a star: because there's room for many stars up in the sky - and we all have the chance to shine bright.
How many joys are crushed under foot because people look up at the sky and disregard what is at their feet?
Some men are like pyramids, which are very broad where they touch the ground, but grow narrow as they reach the sky.
Foot is superior to wing, because even when we have wings to fly in the sky, we still need feet so as not to crawl on the ground!
As I looked out into the night sky, across all those infinite stars, it made me realize how insignificant they are.
Aaah ... when two Neptunes appear in the sky it is a sure sign that a midget in glasses is being born, Harry.
The wisest man preaches no doctrines; he has no scheme; he sees no rafter, not even a cobweb, against the heavens. It is clear sky.
So Lyra and her daemon turned away from the world they were born in, and looked toward the sun, and walked into the sky.
I stared up at the ebbing quarter moon and the stars scattered like a handful of salt across the faraway sky.
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!
It was as if his point of view had, within seconds, gone from that of an ant to that of an eagle. For the sky was hollow, and the world was round.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Watching the moon at midnight, solitary, mid-sky, I knew myself completely, no part left out.
Don't forget that birds with broken wings walking on the ground were once flying high up in the sky.
To think is to confine yourself to a single thought that one day stands still like a star in the world's sky.
It is by all odds the loftiest of cities. It even managed to reach the highest point in the sky at the lowest moment of the depression.
Thank God we're living in a country where the sky's the limit, the stores are open late and you can shop in bed thanks to television.
Prayer is innocence's friend; and willingly flieth incessant 'twist the earth and the sky, the carrier-pigeon of heaven.
When the sky is totally covered by the dark clouds, be strong enough to see the bright stars beyond them!
Don't look up to heaven, for what will you see in the sky, except stars, luminous but cold, wholly insensitive to pity?
I wept as I remembered how often you and I had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.
Your kindness cannot be said.
You open doors in the sky.
You ease the heart and make
God's qualities visible.
I live in a 'sky island,' a unique mountain valley environment where half the animal species of North America can be found.
We'd been trying to touch the sky from the bottom of the ocean. I realized that if we boosted one another, maybe we'd get a little closer.
That's how you came here, like a star without a name. Move across the night sky with those anonymous lights.
Praise
the invisible sun burning beyond
the white cold sky, giving us
light and the chimney's shadow.
From 'Embracing the Wide Sky', I went to the States, to Canada and to different parts of Europe as well. I gave interviews in several languages.
The Dead are like the stars by day; Withdrawn from mortal eye, But not extinct, they hold their way In glory through the sky.
I fell in love with the night sky when I first looked through a telescope as a young girl growing up in Delhi.
This earth, burnished by hearing the name, is so certain of love,?that the sky bends unceasingly down, to greet its own light.
You've got to get out and pray to the sky to appreciate the sunshine; otherwise you're just a lizard standing there with the sun shining on you.
I'm a New York kid, so when I saw that plane that hit the first building, I suspected it was terrorism - blue sky day.
The sky darkened, the air grew colder, but he didn't mind. It didn't occur to him to move. This was the right place. This was where he had wanted to be.
Speechless, castaway, and wry, a spellbound oddity am I.
My feet are planted in the clay, my gaze is locked upon the sky.
If the constellations had been named in the twentieth century, I suppose we would see bicycles and refrigerators in the sky.
When things fall apart, the children of the land scurry and scatter like birds escaping a burning sky.
No matter how far apart we are, don't forget that we're still under the same sky, both traveling to the place we once dreamed of.
When I go train hopping and I look up into the sky, there are always so many more stars than I remember there were.
This is a place where grandmothers hold babies on their laps under the stars and whisper in their ears that the lights in the sky are holes in the floor of heaven.
The separating of a section of America for Afro- Americans is similar to expecting a heaven in the sky somewhere after you die.
I have everything I need. A square of sky, a piece of stone, a page, a pen, and memory raining down on me in sleeves.
Take no revenge that you have not pondered beneath a starry sky, or on a canyon overlook, or to the lapping of waves and the mewing of a distant gull.
The hatched chick cannot go back to the shell, the falcon who has found the sky does not willingly sit the nest.
Work stops at sunset. Darkness falls over the building site. The sky is filled with stars. "There is the blueprint," they say.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
Sometimes to walk in shaded parts of Manhattan is to be inserted into a Magritte: the street is night while the sky is day.
Love is a rainbow curving down from the sky, falling crystals of color, shades of warm that never die.
The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled.
Back of my forehead I feel tonight A whole sky full of stars. Under a western moon. Life is indeed lovely!
Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt.
(They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.)
