Top 1200 Starry Sky Quotes & Sayings - Page 19

The stars looked like nail heads in the sky--pull a few of them out and the darkness would fall.

Imagination is like a lofty building reared to meet the sky; whereas fancy is a balloon that soars at the wind's will.

Don't look up to heaven, for what will you see in the sky, except stars, luminous but cold, wholly insensitive to pity?

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.

It's just the way it is. The sky is blue, the sun is bright, and Aspen endlessly loves America. It's how the world was designed to be.

The Dead are like the stars by day; Withdrawn from mortal eye, But not extinct, they hold their way In glory through the sky.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 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.

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

The hatched chick cannot go back to the shell, the falcon who has found the sky does not willingly sit the nest.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands

The spacious firmament on high, And all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim.

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.

I will continue wearing the white hat and black mask until I ride up into the big ranch in the 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.

Will and I are yin and yang. He's all sky, vast and bright and soaring, and I'm all earth. I'm here to ground him, and he's here to help me fly.

Centuries ago, human beings created marriage. Later, they looked to the sky and dreamt of traveling to the moon. Coincidence?

We have this handy fusion reactor in the sky called the sun, you don't have to do anything, it just works. It shows up every day.

As long as you can look fearlessly at the sky, you'll know that your pure within and will find happiness once more.

Anyone who has spent any time in space will love it for the rest of their lives. I achieved my childhood dream of the sky.

Work stops at sunset. Darkness falls over the building site. The sky is filled with stars. "There is the blueprint," they say.

And in the morning when the sun rise. Look in the water, see the blue sky. As if heaven has been laid there at our feet.

I stared up at the sky and raised my middle finger, just in case God was watching. I don't like being spied on.

Praise the invisible sun burning beyond the white cold sky, giving us light and the chimney's shadow.

Some men are like pyramids, which are very broad where they touch the ground, but grow narrow as they reach 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.

That's one thing that's always, like, been a difference between, like, the performing arts, and being a painter, you know. A painter does a painting, and he paints it, and that's it, you know. He has the joy of creating it, it hangs on a wall, and somebody buys it, and maybe somebody buys it again, or maybe nobody buys it and it sits up in a loft somewhere until he dies. But he never, you know, nobody ever, nobody ever said to Van Gogh, 'Paint a Starry Night again, man!' You know? He painted it and that was it.

Back of my forehead I feel tonight A whole sky full of stars. Under a western moon. Life is indeed lovely!

When I was in graduate school in consumer science and math, all of the big companies had labs, all doing blue sky research.

All afternoon in the deck chair, I try to describe to my notebook the colors of the water and sky. How to translate sunlight into words?

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.

Now the peak of summer's past, the sky is overcast And the love we swore would last for an age seems deceit.

Once upon a time, the sky knew the weight of angel armies on the move, and the wind blew infernal with the fire of their wings.

You left ground and sky weeping, mind and soul full of grief. No one can take your place in existence or in absence.

I collapsed to my knees and looked up at the predawn sky. "I hate you," I said softly."I love you," the voice whispered back.

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.

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.

Place a name upon the night One to set your heart alight And to make the darkness bright Paint the sky with stars.

My father tried to discourage me from going into comedy, mainly because he felt like it wasn't promising. It was pie in the sky.

When the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky.

As I looked out into the night sky, across all those infinite stars, it made me realize how insignificant they are.

I dream for a living. Once a month the sky falls on my head, I come to, and I see another movie I want to make.

The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by. As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky.

If only I could look up and touch a tetromino-filled sky... Until then, I thankfully have Dream of Pixels.

The true person is Not anyone in particular; But like the deep blue color Of the limitless sky, It is everyone, Everywhere in the world.

Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt. (They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.)

The attack of John Brown upon Harper's Ferry came upon Virginia like a clap of thunder out of a clear sky.

Nobody who has not been up in the sky on a glorious morning can possibly imagine the way a pilot feels in free heaven.

I stared up at the ebbing quarter moon and the stars scattered like a handful of salt across the faraway sky.

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.

Soft-brained people, weak-minded, chicken-hearted , cannot find the truth. One has to be free, and as broad as the sky.

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.

The walls are white, the track is grey, the grass is green, and the sky is blue...your job is to keep them all where they belong.

All the manifest forms of existence are but illusions. They are momentary displays of consciousness, flashes of lightening in the sky. They are there for a moment and then they are gone.

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.

Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompany'd; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleas'd. Now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires; Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.

I dreamed I saw the bombers riding shot gun in the sky and they were turning into butterflies above our nation.

This earth, burnished by hearing the name, is so certain of love,?that the sky bends unceasingly down, to greet its own light.

You can try to steal the thunder all you want, it just reminds people I'm the lightning. You rumble in the distance. I light up the sky.

The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled.