“If that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Blue is the insides of something mysterious and lonely. I'd look at fish and birds, thinking the sky and water colored them.… — Yusef Komunyakaa Copy Share Image
That afternoon the sky was scattered with black clouds galloping in from the sea and clustering over the city. Flashes of lightening… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
Oh, my dear Kepler, how I wish that we could have one hearty laugh together. Here, at Padua, is the principal professor… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams.… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
SUN, MOON, AND STARRY SKY Early summer evenings, when the first stars come out, the warm glow of sunset still stains the… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
At a few hundred kilometers altitude, the Earth fills half your sky, and the band of blue that stretches from Mindanao to… — Carl Sagan Copy Share Image
The life of an aviator seemed to me ideal. It involved skill. It brought adventure. It made use of the latest developments… — Charles Lindbergh Copy Share Image
“But with what wonder has the season come? Its treasure lies in earthen ships, that carry dreams across the foam. And how… — Craig Froman Copy Share Image
It's lonely to say goodbye. Very lonely. Please. Cry with me. Maybe there's nothing we can do about this. But at least,… — Natsuki Takaya Copy Share Image
Discovery is adventure. There is an eagerness, touched at times with tenseness, as man moves ahead into the unknown. Walking the wilderness… — William O. Douglas Copy Share Image
Imagine if Congress always put the interests of polluters ahead of the health of our families. Our rivers and lakes would be… — Jeff Merkley Copy Share Image
There's two kinds of evil that horror fiction always deals with. One kind is the sort of evil that comes from inside… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Geese appear high over us, / pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, / as in love or sleep, holds them to their… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
There are celestial sights more dazzling, spectacles that inspire more awe, but to the thoughtful observer who is privileged to see them… — Percival Lowell Copy Share Image
The conditions of a solitary bird are five: The first, that it flies to the highest point; The Second, that it does… — John of the Cross Copy Share Image
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
The hostility of this landscape teaches me how to be quiet and unobtrusive, how to find grace among spiders with a poisonous… — Terry Tempest Williams Copy Share Image
You know how it feels right before a tornado hits? I mean when the sky's still clear, but the wind's starting to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
According to inflation, the more than 100 billion galaxies, sparkling throughout space like heavenly diamonds, are nothing but quantum mechanics writ large… — Brian Greene Copy Share Image
Half an hour later, each of them had been given a complicated circular chart, and was attempting to fill in the position… — J. K. Rowling Copy Share Image
Without the instruments and accumulated knowledge of the natural sciences... humans are trapped in a cognitive prison. They are like intelligent fish… — E. O. Wilson Copy Share Image
Tessa had lain down beside him and slid her arm beneath his head, and put her head on his chest,listening to the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I hear pounding feet in the streets below And the women crying and the children know That there's something wrong And it's… — Jane Siberry Copy Share Image
And there, row upon row, with the soft gleam of flowers opened at morning, with the light of this June sun glowing… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
My new city [Seattle] and its hinterland felt deceptively homely. Their similar latitude gave them the angular light and lingering evenings I… — Jonathan Raban Copy Share Image
The colour blue - that is my colour - and the colour blue means you have left the drabness of day-to-day reality… — Louise Bourgeois Copy Share Image
I don't like it when people ask me what my favourite Beatles song is. I always get that. First of all, I… — Kemp Muhl Copy Share Image
You don't understand, you fool' says Yegor, looking dreamily up at the sky. 'You've never understood what kind of person I am,… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
Three weeks ago, he’d seen hail fall from the sky, only to be followed minutes later by a spectacular rainbow that seemed… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
I just know what I'm capable of. When I don't do it, you can always throw the excuse - you're young, it's… — D'Angelo Russell Copy Share Image
There are the stars--doing their old, old crisscross journeys in the sky. Scholars haven't settled the matter yet, but they seem to… — Thornton Wilder Copy Share Image
Religion has convinced people that theres an invisible man ¦ Living in the sky. Who watches everything you do every minute of… — George Carlin Copy Share Image
The mountain trembled like an earthquake. Dust flew into the sky. And the rock turned dark red, like the color of blood'.… — Mohsin Hamid Copy Share Image
But...books are so much more. Some of them are webs; you can feel your way along their threads, but just barely, into… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Have felt it myself. The glitter of nuclear weapons. It is irresistible if you come to them as a scientist. To feel… — Freeman Dyson Copy Share Image
You like the girl," Alasdair offered. Nassar leveled a heavy gaze at him. "Lillian said you tried to be funny in the… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Bed in Summer In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The sky was black with vultures, named Depression. They would land on the shoulders of a prisoner and vomit on him... Even… — Rick Joyner Copy Share Image
Thou slanting rain! Thou Hebe of the Skies, That pours out drink to Earth; thou faithful wife That with moist tears embraces… — William Batchelder Greene Copy Share Image