Poetry Quote by Yevgeny Zamyatin

“But then, the sky! Blue, untainted by a single cloud (the Ancientes had such barbarous tastes given that their poets could have been inspired…

— Yevgeny Zamyatin

“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

“The only clouds are pale and thin, hung as high as they can manage, like cobwebs in the high arches of a stairwell, and…

— Jon McGregor

“Sunlight is majestic, but without clouds, rain wouldn’t grace the earth. In life, everything is woven together, each element essential to the harmony and…

— Bhuwan Thapaliya

“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

“What clouds may wet the gaze without hope of emptiness within us?”

— Sorin Cerin

“Clouds and buttercups exist in poetry, but they are there only because storms and flowers populate the world too.”

— Daniel Tammet

“The clouds in her sky are always rose-colored, which I know is a beautiful way to be. Alas, I have a mind that muddies…

— Louise Gornall

“Poetry is a finikin thing of air That lives uncertainly and not for long Yet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs.”

— Wallace Stevens

“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

“The sky was rarely more than pale blue or violet, with a profusion of mighty, weightless, ever-changing clouds towering up and sailing on it,…

— Karen Blixen

what primitive tastes the ancients must have had if their poets were inspired by those absurd, untidy clumps of mist, idiotically jostling one another…

— Yevgeny Zamyatin