A cloudy morning does not signify that the entire day is gonna be rainy! What’s pressing you down today has nothing to change about your great future! Let patience be your inspiration.

when I see you, I see mystery – a pale moon’s beauty behind a veil of cloud

When the heart is broken or wounded, the cloud of tears is torn as well

There is no cloud above my head – there is not even a mist.

It’s a shiny tin can of a day, bright but gray. Welcome to one of Florida’s two overcast days per year. A Florida winter can last a brutally long 48 hours, and in that time the state’s residents don’t know how to cope. Probably there are more suicides on these two days in Florida than...

Gray.The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes; each tiny drop of hazy rain drifting around resembled transparent molten steel, the pavement looked like it was about to burst into disconsolate tears, even the...

Love is like a cloud in a lake. It’s reflective and makes it feel like you are flying, when you are really either swimming or trying not to drown.

Dream’s elixir veered between light and clouds to save the blue..

Take your dreams off the ground to the clouds of business where your products will contribute to make the world a better place.

Human beings say, “It never rains but it pours.” This is not very apt, for it frequently does rain without pouring. The rabbits’ proverb is better expressed. They say, “One cloud feels lonely”: and indeed it is true that the sky will soon be overcast.

Until the capacity of the mind is expanded, destiny is still within the boundaries of the cloud.

When you become a raindrop in your mind Thunder is the closest friend you may find Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust Everything you will bear once you adjust

Future is one of the wildest experiences that you will ever have.

Why are doors more difficult to openas if some sadness were leaning against them?Why do windows darken and trees bendwhen there is no wind? You call that occasionalroar the roar of a plane and I imaginea time when I might have believed that. But now the darkness has been going onfor too long, and I...

Love is like a rain cloud under the dome of an umbrella. But I’m cool with that, because that’s what I call a portable shower.

I love the quietude of misty dawn before the sober sun is up… The morning songs of birds awakening in blooming garden sets my soul gently… Aroma flowers with glistering of the dew… Deep full chest breath… Shy sunbeams flickering over the tops of wisdom whispering choir of waving trees… Serenity of mind… The crystal...

Nature is where the reality happens.

I want to write a book like a cloud that changes as it goes.

Combat” McCloud. Fear my thunder! Love my chicken tenders.

All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night’s black spell on darkness, beguiling

I’m as much a lover as a cumulous cloud is a beard of God. My mustache can’t make rain the way I make love.

Heads of France lead from a palace, and traditionally they retire to a cloud.

If I had to live my life over, I’d live it over seas, like a cloud.

Every silver lining has a cloud.

My love for you would blot out the sun like a cloud made out of yogurt. I hope you brought a spoon.

What a strange thing it is to wake up to a milk-white overcast June morning! The sun is hidden by a thick cotton blanket of clouds, and the air is vapor-filled and hazy with a concentration of blooming scent.The world is somnolent and cool, in a temporary reprieve from the normal heat and radiance.But the...

Contrast and compliment. The blue is never more blue than it is when paired with orange. And the orange is never bluer than when eaten on a cloud in the sky.

Hope is like a word made with cloud, without faith, it quickly blows away.

Rain makes me feel less alone. All rain is, is a cloud- falling apart, and pouring its shattered pieces down on top of you. It makes me feel good to know I’m not the only thing that falls apart . It makes me feel better to know other things in nature can shatter.

Complains are like the clouds that produce no rain no matter how thick they gather. Never depend on your complaint thinking they are stair cases. Drop that thing.

POSTNot a head stands out A finger rises Then it is the voice that one knows A signal a brief note A man leaves Up above a cloud that passes by No one goes in And the night keeps its secret

The Cloud”, because honestly, reading and rainy days go together like peanut butter and umbrellas.

The dark clouds make the black sea. (Les nuages noirs – Font la mer noire)

The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it’s stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun islike a yellow hole. . .

I mop my floor with a wet cloud. My love tissues are full of eye rain. Dinner will be served at breakfast.

What if guns shot clouds, rather than bullets? Then they’d not only be peaceful, but they’d be delayed water guns. Is there a Nobel Farm Prize?

God is a cloud from which rain fell.

Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.

Complains are like the clouds that give no rain no matter how thick they gather.

I think I just inhaled a cloud shaped like the ghost of my grandpa, and all I have to say is grandma smelled better.

I fell off my pink cloud with a thud.

December’s wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer’s memory…

Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape of a horse — came the Silver Stallion. Wild, beautiful, and free as the wind he came, from one kingdom to another, Thowra

You’re nasty and you’re loud,you’re mean enough for two,If I could be a cloud,I’d rain all day on you.