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“And all the sky was teeming and tearing along, a vast disorder of flying shapes and darkness and ragged fumes of light and a…

— D.H. Lawrence

“The sky was a fresh-swept blue, with only a trace of white cloud clinging to the dome of heaven like a thin streak of…

— Haruki Murakami

“And eventually the dark peeled back layer by layer, and with imperceptible gradations the sky feathered to a delicate pale blue.”

— Ransom Riggs

“We had proceeded but a few days, coasting the crushing capes of rock that every where seemed to run out in a diablerie of…

— Harriet Prescott Spofford

“The sun, sides bulging, squashed itself between two hills. It sent up a flare of golden light. The sky, patterned with a million tiny…

— Karen Foxlee

“Overhead the sky was dull and cloudless, a bland impassive blue, more the interior ceiling of some deep irrevocable psychosis than the storm-filled celestial…

— J.G. Ballard

“Clouds hid the peaks and only their flanks were visible beneath a murky ceiling.”

— Joe Simpson

“Then the whole range, much nearer now, paled into fresh splendor; a full moon rose, touching each peak in succession like some celestial lamplighter,…

— James Hilton

“Every feeling I ever knew was up in that sky: Twinkling joyous sunlight; airy, giggling cloud wisps; blinding columns of sun. Orbs of gold,…

— Maria Semple

“It was one of those warm, still, almost tropical nights, so rarely seen on the northern waters, when a profound calm reigns in the…

— George Kennan

“I saw the first light, fore-running the sun, gather in a cup of the eastern cloud, gather and grow and brim, till at last…

— Mary Stewart

“The clear night, so distant from any light pollution, had summoned every star in the sky to shine.”

— Luke Gracias