Sky Quotes
Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave, Then some leap'd overboard with fearful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave.
Fear holds dominion over mortality Only because, seeing in land and sky So much the cause whereof no wise they know, Men think Divinities are working there.
A black man, but I feel so blue. So I smoke green and purple to my dreams come true. And my eyes turn red, the sky turns grey.
There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn't remember what the sky looked like. But I didn't die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.
Does anyone ask you why you stay, Sean Kendrick?" "They do." "And why do you?" "The sky and the sand and the sea and Corr.
You might as well take the sun out of the sky as friendship from life: for the immortal gods have given us nothing better or more delightful.
An English village could never be mistaken for an American one: the outline against the sky differs; a thatched cottage makes a very wavy line on the blue above.
Always seek less turbulent skies. Hurt. Fly above it. Betrayal. Fly above it. Anger. Fly above it. You are the one who is flying the plane.
I stand above the tree level I am a tree I catch wind storm breaths My branches claw I drink sky It stretches me I don't care I catch jokes and luck from tall thin blue air
I think the Earth and everything around it is connected - the sky and the planets and the stars and everything else we see as a mystery.
Family, that slippery word, a star to every wandering bark, and everyone sailing under a different sky.
..because when we look up into the sky at night there will be no darkness, just the blazing light of billions and billions of stars, all falling.
What miracle is this? This giant tree. It stands ten thousand feet high But doesn't reach the ground. Still it stands. Its roots must hold the sky.
The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is like a yellow hole. . .
The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. In some places, it was burned. There were black crumbs, and pepper, streaked across the redness.
Summer came. For the books thief, everything was going nicely. For me, the sky was the color of Jews.
And see ominous clouds of inferiority beginning to form in her little mental sky.
Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.
When I started out, it was considered very wrong to change an image. There were scandals if someone inserted a sky into a war picture or something. Now it's all about that.
Unfortunately most accidents are preventable. Planes don't fall out of the sky unless something is wrong.
Is it so small a thing to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the sky, to have loved, to have thought, to have done?
Bethlehem was just the beginning. I call Jesus Christ's next appearance, Bethlehem, Act 2. No silent night this time, however. The skies will open, trumpets will blast, and a new kingdom will begin.
Nature is God's workshop. The sky is his resume. The universe is his calling card. You want to know who God is? See what he has done.
A mother, after all, is your entry into the world. She is the shell in which you divide and become a life. Waking up in a world without her is like waking up in a world without sky: unimaginable.
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!
Help is not in the sky, help is within you, in your mind; help is your reason! Turn your face to your reason not to the sky!
If your thoughts are universal, you visit every house, every window, like the Moon on the sky!
No lake is beautiful without the sky, without the mist or without the trees and the autumn leaves! No beauty is beautiful in itself!
Open yourself to the changes; you can then create many different beauties like the skies do!
Tradition kills originality; you keep repeating the same things in tradition! Behave like the sky; always create new and different things; be original!
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!
When we look at the sky, we see two things: The beauty of the space and the future of the humanity!
When you look at the sky, you must know that you look at the cosmic factory which enabled you to exist as a live being!
Your mind is your spirit; do not seek any other hidden soul inside you! All is in the brain! The depiction of a spirit rising to the sky is no more real than a medieval Scandinavian fairytales!
To fly up to the sky and watch the earth is beautiful; to fly down to the earth and watch the sky is even more beautiful!
Hope is like air if not built on a fertile ground. A ground that requires attention and nurturing. You cannot stop working on that ground even if the hope is sprouting higher into the sky.
I'd stare up at the sky and just dream a lot. Still do. I dreamed that I didn't belong here, that I was going to travel a lot.
The musical mystery is: How do you marry tuned percussion and voice? On a metaphorical level, everything that's really important - like the clouds, the sky and the earth - is a giant mystery.
All the stars all the galaxies are in the same spot night after night after night. And Planet Nine, when we see it, will slowly move across the sky.
Sometimes, they say, the moon is so busy with the new souls of the world that it disappears from the sky. That is why we have moonless nights. But in the end, the moon always returns, as do we all.
The sky above us is something we have very little control of, and the space beyond is something we don't completely understand.
You that in far-off countries of the sky can dwell secure, look back upon me here; for I am weary of this frail world's decay.
He would do things for he'd do for no one else, but while he'd empty the sky for her so she could spread her wings, fly, he would not set her free. She belonged to him, would always belong to him