J Abrams was driving off into the big stupid vermilion sky, and even though the color had been my favorite, I was sure that from now on, every time I looked at it I would...

Wisdom you speak, Obi Tina.”None of that – I’m the one who gets to speak backwards – no, we’re both wrong – that’s the little green guy, Yoda.”You’re right. So I just get to pout...

The future is in the skies.

Every month there is a moon, gigantic, round, heavy, an omen. IT transits, pauses, continues on and passes out of sight, and I see despair coming towards me like famine. To feel that empty, again,...

The sky is full of dreams, but you don’t know how to fly.

Rainbows are said to be beautiful!Rainbows are said to be colourful!Rainbows may possibly be magical!But, I have never seen a rainbow appearing in the sky!

A few flat clouds folded themselves like crepes over fillings of apricot sky. Pompadours of supper-time smoke billowed from chimneys, separating into girlish pigtails as the breeze combed them out, above the slate rooftops. Chestnut...

At the edge you will always remember me, at the edge you will last be remembered, where sanity and insanity come together, for the time, then separates. Like leaves on October trees, that color the...

What a night it was! The jagged masses of heavy dark cloud were rolling at intervals from horizon to horizon, and thin white wreaths covered the stars. Through all the rush of the cloud river...

Breckin, this is Holder. Holder is not my boyfriend, but if I catch him trying to break the record for best first kiss with another girl, then he’ll soon be my not breathing non-boyfriend.

The clouds are like marble in the sky, and I just want to make a kitchen counter out of the atmosphere. I can cook like a flock of birds.

It was a chilly morning after the night’s rain, and the sun hung in the sky like a pale coin lost by someone high up in the clouds.

De toute ma vie, je ne me suis jamais sentie aussi bien. Et toi ?- Moi ? – Step l’embrasse très fort. Super super bien.- Au point de pouvoir toucher le ciel avec un doigt...

…I keep looking for one more teacher, only to find that fish learn from the water and birds learn from the sky.” (p.275)

The wind and sky know that there is no joy in unlimited freedom

Marko Vešović sjedi u Staroj Grčkoj na bijelom kamenu…nad njim nebo..

He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.

The lights are off and the sun if finally setting, the night sky is changing overhead

It is our prison and the symbol of our captor.

The day stared back an empty gray, with not a speck of white to give character to the lifeless sky.

So through endless twilights I dreamed and waited, though I knew not what I waited for. Then in the shadowy solitude my longing for light grew so frantic that I could rest no more, and...

It’s killing me because I don’t want you to go another day without knowing how I feel about you. And I’m not ready to tell you I’m in love with you, because I’m not. Not...

My legs are so skinny they’re like arms on a clock. And the stars are like 1-12, if you subtract infinity from the sky first.

Love is a cloudless sky, and I’m having the longest drought of my life.

I love white clouds and blue sky.

What were we talking before I was so rudely interrupted by a flying citrus ?

If you can’t get what you want, you end up doing something else, just to get some relief. Just to keep from going crazy. Because when you’re sad enough, you look for ways to fill...

…That Great Cocktail Cabinet in the Sky…

Talent never guarantees the success, its the art of success which can leads you to the sky

If someone asked you what color the sky is, what would you say?

Come, fly with me!” cried the goddess, as she sped ahead of them, her extremities flaming with a comet tail of sparks in the supernatural wind. Her bubbling voice again echoed, her laughter bounced in...

She stood lost in eternity… watching the immense sky…

I can’t help but watch his lips as they cover the opening of the bottle that my lips were just touching. We’re practically kissing.

Darkly, deeply, beautifully blue – the sky

Our hair points to the sky, the place we’d rather be….

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

Sky and the stars and the sun, and the moon and the mountain and the rivers will smile, if you smile. Beasts and the brutes and the monsters and the birds, and the flowers, and...

I had a dream about you. The sky was green and the ground was blue. You spoke a song and I sang my thoughts. We ate lemonade and drank cookies. It all made perfect sense.

There are times when a man has need of the open heavens to compass his thoughts.

The night is alive with stars, and when I lie down and look up, I get lost up there. I feel like I’m falling, but upward, into the abyss of sky above me.

This is a place where grandmothers hold babies on their laps under the stars and whisper in their ears that the lights in the sky are holes in the floor of heaven.

God begins to paint the clouds in the eastern sky when the mountains butterflies come flying home

I believe in a higher power and that it works within us. Whatever the name doesn’t matter, it’s the thought behind it that matters. It’s the way we live our lives that matter and as...

I don’t want a rainbow… Rainbows have too many colors and none of them receive the appreciation they deserve… I’d prefer a fading red or a striking golden, a shimmery silver or a sober blue…...

I can already tell he isn’t the kind of guy a girl gets a simple crush on. He’s the kind of guy you fall hard for, and the thought of that terrifies me.

The sun was up – stuck like half a tinned apricot on a sky awash with all the colours of a fading bruise. Down below the living dead were forming their complaining queues at bus...

The party was dry, she was wet, and the sky was in the middle (cloudy, but no rain). Love was in the air, and that’s why I brought an umbrella.

No matter how dark your cloud is; sun in you will always outshine this darkness

All other creatures look down toward the earth, but man was given a face so that might turn his eyes toward the stars and his gaze upon the sky.

Just take my hand, lead, dance with me…and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free…where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again…in long...