Quotes by Sky Then she lay on her back and gazed at the cloudless sky. Mr. Beebe, whose opinion of her rose daily, whispered to his niece that that was the proper way to behave if any little thing went wrong. E. M. Forster nieceskyrose When skies are hanged and oceans drowned, the single secret will still be man e. e. cummings oceanskymen A mountain has no need for people, but people do need mountains. We go to them for their beauty, for the exhilaration of standing closer to mysterious skies, for the feeling of triumph that comes from having labored to reach a summit. Earl Hamner, Jr. skyfeelingspeople The South is the land of the sustained sibilant. Everywhere, for the appreciative visitor, the letter "s" insinuates itself in the scene: in the sound of sea and sand, in the singing shell, in the heat of sun and sky, in the sultriness of the gentle hours, in the siesta, in the stir of birds and insects. E. B. White landseasky It is by all odds the loftiest of cities. It even managed to reach the highest point in the sky at the lowest moment of the depression. E. B. White oddscitiessky There was something better in life than this rubbish, if only he could get to it—love—nobility—big spaces where passion clasped peace, spaces no science could reach, but they existed for ever, full of woods some of them, and arched with majestic sky and a friend. . . E. M. Forster passionspacesky Major Richard Bong was an example of the tragic and terrible price we must pay to maintain principles of human rights, of greater value than life itself. This gallant Air Force hero will be remembered because he made his final contribution to aviation in the dangerous role of test pilot of an untried experimental plane, a deed that places him among the stout-hearted pioneers who gave their lives in the conquest of sky and space. Eddie Rickenbacker spaceherosky The traveller who has gone to Italy to study the tactile values of Giotto, or the corruption of the Papacy, may return remembering nothing but the blue sky and the men and women who live under it. E. M. Forster skybluemen Genius is a bend in the creek where bright water has gathered, and which mirrors the trees, the sky and the banks. It just does that because it is there and the scenery is there. Talent is a fine mirror with a silver frame, with the name of the owner engraved on the back. Edgar Lee Masters mirrorsrainsky i know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky. But why can't it be mine? Eddie Vedder skybeautifullove I tell you truly, when we are born, we enter the world with the sound of God in our ears, even the singing of the vast chorus of the sky, and the holy chant of the stars in their fixed rounds; it is the Holy Stream of Sound. Edmond Bordeaux Szekely starsinspirationsky One wound is enough to feed the open wounds of the sky. Edmond Jabes woundsenoughsky No clouds are in the morning sky, Edmund Clarence Stedman life-and-loveskymorning Whither away, Bluebird, Whither away? The blast is chill, yet in the upper sky Thou still canst find the color of thy wing, The hue of May. Warbler, why speed, thy southern flight? ah, why, Thou, too, whose song first told us of the Spring? Whither away? Edmund Clarence Stedman skyspringsong The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through. Edna St. Vincent Millay godskytwo Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the earth with such a cry As is not heard save from a man Who has been dead, and lives again. About the trees my arms I wound; Like one gone mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky. Edna St. Vincent Millay madskymen And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky. Edna St. Vincent Millay reaching-upskyhands He simply felt that if he could carry away the vision of the spot of earth she walked on, and the way the sky and sea enclosed it, the rest of the world might seem less empty. Edith Wharton visionseasky Greatest god below the sky. Edmund Spenser moneysky I was walking along the road with two friends. The sun set. I felt a tinge of melancholy. Suddenly the sky became a bloody red... I stood there, trembling with fright. And I felt a loud, unending scream piercing nature. Edvard Munch two-friendsfearsky«2021222324252627282930»
