Whatever the clouds plan to do I always trust in the sun which never fails to come out
Be the sun breaking through the clouds.
When you star arises, your cloud of opposition awakens
When people close to me lie to me or try manipulating me, I feel like I know how the sun feels when the clouds steal the sun's thunder.
Living in the moment works sometimes, but when alone, it clouds over your memories and dreams, and those are what I need to survive.
And then I realize: this isn’t dirty water falling from the sky.It is—literally—blood.I look up, and a droplet of blood splashes directly into my eye. I curse, rubbing my face, trying to get the blood...
Water is sagacious because it carries inside of itself the bottomless profundity of oceans, the cosmic looks of the clouds, subtle wits of the rivers, the inquisitive character of the rains and the si...
When I reach my mountain top I will step off and follow the clouds all the way to the top of the world.Once there, I'll probably keep going.Who knows?Perhaps I will meet God along the way.
To say goodbye, is to die a little.To say good morning, is a hope for a new sunshine in a cloudy winter.
Clouds in the sky very much resembles the thoughts in our minds! Both changes perpetually from one second to another!
Clouds are on top for a reason. They float so high because they refuse to carry any burden!
But tonight is a gusty, hurrying night . . . even the clouds racing over the sky are in a hurry and the moonlight that gushes out between them is in a hurry to flood the world.
Sometimes a high moon, liquid-brilliant, scudded across a hollow space and took cover under electric, brown-iridescent cloud-edges.
Gray skies are just clouds passing over.
Brushing the clouds away from my eyes, I see clarity in the raindrop and beauty in the first ray of morning sun...Life is strange and wondrous...
A radiant full moon of silver hangs in the black sky, between the veils of misty clouds.
I have never made fun of religion. Religion is something I don't even want to mess with, because I am really afraid of the clouds opening up and my being struck by lightning.
Umbrellas raining upon me, as these cloudy tears give me shelter.
Oh, Marx,' Amanda sighed. 'You're so melodramatic. So what if it's this way or that way? When I was in convent school I used to stare out the windows at the clouds. I used to chase butterflies in the...
I can see clouds a thousand miles away, hear ancient music in the pines.
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