Azure Quote by Arthur Rimbaud

And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced…

— Arthur Rimbaud

“And from then on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, infused with stars and lactescent, Devouring the green azure where, like a…

— Anonymous

“Looking up occasionally to see rare cars crossing the high bridge and wondering what they'd see on this drear foggy night if they knew…

— Jack Kerouac

There were so many miracles at work: that a blossom might become a peach, that a bee could make honey in its thorax, that…

— Jane Hamilton

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff -and I…

— Vladimir Nabokov

Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.

— Laini Taylor

Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly rising o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth…

— Thomas Gray

At Last It's a perfect winter day. No wind. No Arctic freeze. Cloudless azure sky. A day to fly. Snow drapes the mountain like…

— Ellen Hopkins

If we look on idly, heaven and earth will never be joined. To join heaven and earth, some decisive deed of purity is necessary.…

— Yukio Mishima

Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli.

— George R. R. Martin

Simplest of blossoms! To mine eye Thou bring'st the summer's painted sky; The May-thorn greening in the nook; The minnows sporting in the brook;…

— David Macbeth Moir

Go where he will, the wise man is at home, His hearth the earth, his hall the azure dome.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

To exaggerate the fairness of hair, I come even to orange tones, chromes and pale yellow ... I make a plain background of the…

— Vincent Van Gogh

The beauteous dragonfly's dancing By the waves of the rivulet glancing; She dances here and she dances there, The glimmering, glittering flutterer fair. Full…

— Heinrich Heine

“She liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above.”

— George R R Martin