Each day, awakening, are we asked to paint the sky blue? Need we coax the sun to rise or flowers to bloom?… — Robert Breault Copy Share Image
There is no life and there is no death. Life and death are moving shadows cast upon the ground by clouds that… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
on the instant clamorous eaves, A climbing moon upon an empty sky, And all that lamentation of the leaves, Could but compose… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Trees are great. Don't get me started about how clever they are, how oxygen-generous, how time-formed in inner cyclic circles, how they… — Ali Smith Copy Share Image
Sometimes when it rains, it's not that simple, when the sky has reasons to cry. — John Trudell Copy Share Image
The sky was horribly dark , but one could distinctly see tattered clouds , and between them fathomless black patches. Suddenly I… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“The lights are off and the sun if finally setting, the night sky is changing overhead” — Tegan Quin Copy Share Image
Life is the blossoming of flowers in the spring, the ripening of fruit in the fall, the rhythm of the earth and… — Daisaku Ikeda Copy Share Image
Love can become devotion. Love is the first step; only then can devotion flower. But for us even love is a faraway… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
But when I’m jumping, it’s as if my feelings are going upward to the sky. Really, my urge to be swallowed up… — Naoki Higashida Copy Share Image
It was a morning of ground mist, yellow sunshine, and high rifts of blue, white-cloud-dappled sky. The leaves were still thick on… — Flora Thompson Copy Share Image
I Know, I Alone I know, I alone How much it hurts, this heart With no faith nor law Nor melody nor… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
What if everyone goes on the endless road Sooner or later Over the clouds to the sky Be sure to wait for… — Ayumi Hamasaki Copy Share Image
