Quote by Stephen Crane

“I am the guardian of the sleeping fawn; the snow is dear to me; and the moon rising; and the silver sea. With my…

— Virginia Woolf

“This dirty little world full of confusion, and the blue rag, stretched overhead for a sky, is so low we could touch it with…

— Olive Schreiner

“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

“I pulled the blanket around my shoulders. The sky was dark and vast and empty and not even a plane disturbed that sullen stillness,…

— Sarah Winman

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

— Ransom Riggs

“A wandering knight wambling in an endless road Thinking to himself Where the others are? Taking care of what? Who am I? but a…

— Rixa White

“Who ever felt canary yellow and light blue are a suitable color should be tarred and feathered.”

— Rae Z. Ryans

“I find earth not gray but rosy; Heaven not grim but fair of hue. Do I stoop? I pluck a posy; Do I stand…

— Robert Browning

“But the sky was never quite the same shade of blue again. I mean the world looked different forever after, and even in moments…

— Anne Rice

“Unveil the shade of your soul through the paint brush of your life. Let the colors run true, let the canvas be bright.”

— Shady Grace

“May I take off clothes covering shame at the border, leaving them hanging on dry trees of arrogance, and run by wearing the rays…

— Suman Pokhrel

“The grass may be greener on the other side, but will the sky be as blue?”

— Courtney Worth Young