In the spangled sky, the rainbow, the woodland hung with diamonds, the sward sown with pearly dew, the rosy dawn, the golden… — Thomas Guthrie Copy Share Image
There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can.… — Yann Martel Copy Share Image
How rarely boyhood loves to paint in glowing tints his future bright, a picture where no line is faint--whose very clouds are… — Cecil Frances Alexander Copy Share Image
For virtue is a light and buoyant thing, and all who live in her way fly like clouds as Isaiah says, and… — Gregory of Nyssa Copy Share Image
The element of heroic maleness had always been present in the concept of the artist as one who rides the winged horse… — Germaine Greer Copy Share Image
The moods of a river change from hour to hour and day to day. It can be still and serene as a… — Ernie Lyons Copy Share Image
Blessings star forth forever; but a curse is like a cloud, it passes. — Philip James Bailey Copy Share Image
I remember just lying in the grass, staring at the clouds, wondering where they drifted off to after they floated over Texas. — Renee Zellweger Copy Share Image
As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,- Though round its breast… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
The cloud services companies of all sizes; the cloud is for everyone. The cloud is a democracy. — Marc Benioff Copy Share Image
Physical force has no value, where there is nothing else. Snow in snow-banks, fire in volcanoes and solfataras is cheap. The luxury… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“There’s a butterfly that has been hovering around the window. It doesn’t know where to go. I am that butterfly.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
A lost election can have the jolt of a drop through the gallows door, leading to a dark night of the soul… — James Wolcott Copy Share Image
Even in the winter, in the midst of the storm, the sun is still there. Somewhere above the clouds, it still shines… — Gloria Gaither Copy Share Image
“I still remember the winter sky that evening. Whenever I worked in my sea garden and I saw a sunset like that,… — rachel joyce Copy Share Image
The harp is an insipid instrument--no good for dancing, feasting, or marching, only for sitting primly in a parlor or on a… — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
To the one who delights in the sovereignty of God the clouds not only have a 'silver lining' but they are silver… — Arthur W. Pink Copy Share Image
Some people are never content with their lot, let what will happen. Clouds and darkness are over their heads, alike whether it… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
The sky was of the deepest blue, with a few white, fleecy clouds drifting lazily across it, and the air was filled… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Any rainy summer morning, of course, has the seeds of gloomy alienation sown in. But a rainy summer morning far from home… — Richard Ford Copy Share Image
Clouds and darkness surround us, yet Heaven is just, and the day of triumph will surely come, when justice and truth will… — Mary Todd Lincoln Copy Share Image
“No matter how dark your cloud is; sun in you will always outshine this darkness” — gaurav rao Copy Share Image
Examine the nature of hatred; you will find that it is no more than a thought. When you see it as it… — Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche Copy Share Image
