This earth, burnished by hearing the name, is so certain of love, that the sky bends unceasingly down, to greet its own… — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
When we look up at the sky, we are trying to find the way to ourselves. — Jostein Gaarder Copy Share Image
If you want to ascend like the Prophet to the sky of immortality, know this very well: Fasting is your Arabian stallion. — Rumi Copy Share Image
The air and the sky seem to have been freshly washed and polished, and the people too. — Marlene Dietrich Copy Share Image
How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled! — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, a girl lived in a sandcastle, making monsters to send through a hole in the sky. — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing… — Elie Wiesel Copy Share Image
I take the paraglider to the mountain or I roll Daisy out of her hangar and I pick the prettiest part of… — Richard Bach Copy Share Image
I grew up in a big sky country. Then I lived in Manhattan, where you can only see the sky between buildings,… — Linda Ronstadt Copy Share Image
You need to grab your dream out of the sky like it's a kite and pinch the string through your fingers until… — Augusten Burroughs Copy Share Image
Slayer of the winter, art thou here again? O welcome, thou that bring'st the summer nigh! The bitter wind makes not the… — William Morris Copy Share Image
Every time I look down on this timeless town, whether blue or gray be her skies, whether loud be her cheers, or… — Ella Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The most amazing feeling I feel Words can't describe what I'm feeling for real Maybe I paint the sky blue My greatest… — Jay-Z Copy Share Image
How rarely do our emotions meet the object they seem to deserve? How hopelessly we signal; how dark the sky; how big… — Julian Barnes Copy Share Image
Our children will be born of our actions. Our accidents will become their destinies. Oh, the actions will remain. It is a… — Zadie Smith Copy Share Image
I remember as a kid having a balloon and accidentally letting the string go and watching it just float off and into… — Pete Docter Copy Share Image
One can imagine a time when men who still inhabit organic bodies are regarded with pity by those who have passed on… — Arthur C. Clarke Copy Share Image
Evil-doers who denounce the wise resemble a person who spits against the sky; the spittle will never reach the sky, but comes… — Gautama Buddha Copy Share Image
I'm kind of a walking photographer, i love exploring new places. One day I was taking a break during an excursion in… — Jacques Lecoq Copy Share Image
As businessmen caught a glimpse of the potentialities inherent in endlessly expanding the wants of people under consumerism, forced draft or otherwise,… — Vance Packard Copy Share Image
Using phrases or mantras to encourage and comfort myself has been a powerful practice for me. For years, I would say to… — Maggie Rowe Copy Share Image
At first, I thought 'this series is going to be all about death and desecration,' but instead became a more complex landscape… — Ralph Steadman Copy Share Image
Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water. — Christopher Morley Copy Share Image
When he plays all the flowers swap colors and years and decades and centuries of rain pour back into the sky — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Black men of our day were never told, The sky's the limit. ... We could aspire to Joe Louis but never Henry Ford. — Walter Mosley Copy Share Image
We have been travelling through a cloud. The sky has been dark ever since the war began. — Black Kettle Copy Share Image
Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
The man on the radio says Elvis Presley's died. We drove to Memphis, the sky was hard and black. — Bruce Springsteen Copy Share Image
“What were we talking before I was so rudely interrupted by a flying citrus ?” — Joss Stirling Copy Share Image
Family, that slippery word, a star to every wandering bark, and everyone sailing under a different sky. — Mark Haddon Copy Share Image
Hey, nothing grows to the sky. There will be a successor movement. Right now its nascent. — Peter Brimelow Copy Share Image
Let us keep the dance of rain our fathers kept and tread our dreams beneath the jungle sky. — Arna Bontemps Copy Share Image
What It Means When a Man Falls from the Sky' by Lesley Nneka Arimah blew my mind. — Raphael Bob-Waksberg Copy Share Image
Happy days are here again, The skies above are clear again: Let us sing a song of cheer again, Happy days are… — Jack Yellen Copy Share Image
Soon evening worked its way into the sky, and the city hunched itself down. — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
