Blue Sky Quotes

“In the beginning was the word and the word was love and love was imagination. When love takes us through the sun-dappled garden of our imagination, no stalking horses can perturb the rainbow in our mind or fade out its bright colors reflecting in the blue sky of our memory. ("Alpha and Omega")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“When life turns out to become a muddy pool, we have got to recognize we must fire away and get down to leave for limpid waters and take possession of our dream to follow the flight of the swallows that still hover high in the blue sky of our memory. ("Halt in flight")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“At sunrise, the blue sky paints herself with gold colors and joyfully dances to the music of a morning breeze.”
― Debasish Mridha

“I love to soar in the boundless sky. In the vast emptiness of the blue, my soul rejoices listening to the soundless music of the wind.”
― Banani Ray, World Peace: The Voice of a Mountain Bird

“It was one of the moments you stay in, to hell with all the troubles of before and after. The sky is blue and the dead are coming back. Later in the afternoon, with sad resignation, the county fair bares its breasts.”
― Denis Johnson, Jesus’ Son

“Because gray clouds hang heavy with misery, blue skies seem bluer.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, and Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“Summertime, oh, summertime, pattern of life indelible, the fade-proof lake, the woods unshatterable, the pasture with the sweetfern and the juniper forever and ever . . . the cottages with their innocent and tranquil design, their tiny docks with the flagpole and the American flag floating against the white clouds in the blue sky, the little paths over the roots of the trees leading from camp to camp. This was the American family at play, escaping the city heat.”
― E.B. White

“See the golden beach sands and blue sky
in a cool breeze
my mind flys high”
― Debasish Mridha

“I wanted to kiss you like the waves kiss the shore under the blue sky.”
― Debasish Mridha

“Sometimes I feel that our bright blue sky is like a pregnant women’s belly.”
― Santosh Kalwar

“Staring at the blue sky causes insomnia to occur in the human”
― Steven Magee, Light Forensics

“Num qualquer futuro, onde eu encontrar cheiro de abacate, ela vai estar um bocadinho lá.”
― Ondjaki, Uma Escuridão Bonita

“Sky looks like cottage cheese
Spilled on a blue table cloth”
― Richard L. Ratliff

“Complete people gaze into the blue sky above, plunge into the center of the earth below, and run freely in the eight directions without even a change of mood.”
― Liezi, The Book of Master Lie

“The color of the sun when rises
Your skin when shines, just tanned
The stars raveled on a clear blue sky
Your favorite dress of mine, fallen on the floor...

(fragment from "Yellow", chapter Hope)”
― Claudia Pavel, The odyssey of my lost thoughts

“clean blue water...
clear blue sky....
forest trees...
arising high...
gentle breeze...
wondrous sky..
silent mountain ...
you and I...”
― Leland Lewis, Random Molecular Mirroring

“The days which bracketed hurricanes were painful in their clarity, sharp edge clouds, blue sky hard as a cop's eyes.”
― N.K. Jemisin, How Long 'til Black Future Month?

“My feet stopped their churning only once they realized the dirt beneath them had turned to laid-over grasses. I found myself in a lonely, overgrown field beneath a sky so blue it reminded me of the tiles my father brought back from Persia: a majestic, world-swallowing blue you could fall into. Tall, rust-colored grasses rolled beneath it, and a few scattered cedars spiraled up toward it.
Something in the shape of the scene- the rich smell of dry cedar in the sun, the grass swaying against the sky like a tigress in orange and blue- made me want to curl into the dry stems like a fawn waiting for her mother. I waded deeper, wandering, letting my hands trail through the frilled tops of wild grains.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Ten Thousand Doors of January

“It would appear that the blue sky is actually produced by the solar wind and solar radiation exciting air molecules to emit light, just like a neon lamp!”
― Steven Magee, Light Forensics

“Today I spoke to you again and I feel completely happy! I feel like a cloud floating around in the wide blue sky. I feel totally alive. I feel as if time has paused in this moment. As if God is telling me to be totally happy and cheerful!”
― Avijeet Das

“there is no partition:
only feet soles covered in soil,

watching yellow kites crisscross a blue
sky. singing in the language of joy,

holding a thousand moons in their palms,
an open land calling out your name: home”
― Sneha Subramanian Kanta

“red light contradicts
blue sky and so much
depends on makeshift branches
set in stone.”
― Ben Ditmars, Mirrored Voices: Emerging Poets Anthology

“The three of us stand in the open hatch and look up at the sky. It's so blue and clear, it makes my eyes water. Then I realize my eyes are weeping because they've never seen anything this beautiful. I never thought about it before, but in the Urb the sky is so close that sometimes you think you could reach up and touch it. Here in Eden the blue goes up forever and you suddenly realize that the sky is much, much bigger than the earth below. And it's more than that: Seeing so far makes you know there's a world outside the world, and a sky beyond the sky.”
― Rodman Philbrick, The Last Book in the Universe

“Many people worship money like it’s their God. It’s not! If they worship God like they do money, they would find more happiness and joy in their life then they could possibly imagine. There's a constant blue sky feeling, waiting, something money can't buy. Amen.”
― Ron Baratono

“Foreheads have more stars than the night sky.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Night of a Thousand Thoughts

“The thrum of magic filled the air; the endless sugar of a hot blue sky, the beat of a thousand gossamer wings, a wind that moved anything on earth that could be moved, which was everything.”
― Emma Törzs, Ink Blood Sister Scribe

“The South is different from anywhere else on earth. Every time I returned, it seemed it was the beginning of my greatest story, like something was about to happen, the kind of something music was written about. There was a touch of magic in the air, and the Lowcountry was extra special. It must have something to do with the region's history, or maybe it was just the weather, but I felt more alive here. Even the sky was different. The sunrises were more jubilant, the stars brighter in the evenings, and the flowers more fragrant. It was easy to lose touch with nature in New York City, but just like a love that got away, you never knew how much you'd miss it until it was gone. In the evening when the sun would set, the horizon looked as if it were in flames. During a summer storm, giant blue-gray clouds pregnant with heat lightning rolled across the sky, making you run indoors filled with terror.”
― Victoria Benton Frank, My Magnolia Summer