God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars.— Martin Luther
Delightful Clouds And Stars quotations
You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star.
I'm a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds.
Don't let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.
If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.
Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds Are far behind me Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me
The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious.
And why shouldn't it be?--it is the same the angels breathe.
Gather out of star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And splinters of hail, One handful of dream-dust, Not for sale.
When it rains, look for rainbows. When it's dark, look for stars.
Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.
In some not too distant tomorrow the radiant stars of love and brotherhood will shine over our great nation with all their scintillating beauty.
Whereever you are, you are one with the clouds and one with the sun and the stars you see. You are one with everything. That is more true than I can say, and more true than you can hear.
Just as the water reflects the stars and the moon, the body reflects the mind and soul.
God is the Sun and when His rays fall upon your heart, not impeded by the clouds of egoism, the lotus blooms and the petals unfold.
Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll.
Magic, indeed, is all around us, in stones, flowers, stars, the dawn wind and the sunset cloud; all we need is the ability to see and understand.
I will love the light for it shows me the way; yet I will love the darkness for it shows me the stars.
Towards midnight the rain ceased and the clouds drifted away, so that the sky was scattered once more with the incredible lamps of stars.
when we look up, it widens our horizons.
we see what a little speck we are in the universe, so insignificant, and we all take ourselves so seriously, but in the sky, there are no boundaries. No differences of caste or religion or race.
Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven, curtain round the vault of heaven.
I've loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are all alight. Then world behind and home ahead, We'll wander back and home to bed. Mist and twilight, cloud and shade, Away shall fade! Away shall fade!
O it is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting clouds be what you please.
The clouds, - the only birds that never sleep.
Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.
No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.
Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy.
To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds.
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams.
Be a rainbow in someone elses cloud.
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars-and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence is joyful.
Imagine we could accelerate continuously at 1 g-what we're comfortable with on good old terra firma-to the midpoint of our voyage, and decelerate continuously at 1 g until we arrive at our destination. It would take a day to get to Mars, a week and a half to Pluto, a year to the Oort Cloud, and a few years to the nearest stars.
The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise.
God is frightful, God is great--you pick.
I choose this: God is in the details, the completely unnecessary miracles sometimes tossed up as stars to guide us. They are the promise of good fortune in a cloudless day, and the animals in the clouds; look hard enough, and you'll see them. Don't ask if they're real.
Talent, will and genius are natural phenomena like the lake, the volcano, the mountain, the wind, the star, the cloud.
Time is a social institution and not a physical reality.
There is no such thing as time in the natural world - the world of stars and waters, clouds, mountains and living organisms. There is such a thing as rhythm - rhythm of tides, rhythm of biological processes... There is rhythm and there is motion. Time is a way of measuring motion.
Let the waters settle and you will see the moon and the stars mirrored in your own being.
It is unlikely that we will ever see a star being born.
Stars are like animals in the wild. We may see the very young, but never their actual birth, which is a veiled and secret event. Stars are born inside thick clouds of dust and gas in the spiral arms of the galaxy, so thick that visible light cannot penetrate them.
So sweep away the sand an' dry the ocean, an' just pack the moon an' stars up in a cardboard box. And stop the clouds from chimin', block the sun from shinin',an' paint the sky a deeper shade of blue, 'cause my world's over without you.
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars. My songs are lost in their depths. Let me but soar in that sky, in its lonely immensity. Let me but cleave its clouds and spread wings in its sunshine.
When it rains look for rainbows, when it's dark look for stars.
We are all as much extraordinary phenomena of nature as trees, clouds, the patterns in running water, the flickering of fire, the arrangement of the stars and the form of a galaxy.
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
I like rust on a nail, fog on a mountain.
Clouds hide stars, rooms have doors, eyes close, and the same words that began love end it with changed emphasis.
Thus shall ye think of all this fleeting world: As star at dawn, a bubble in a stream A flash of lightning in a summer cloud A flickering lamp, a phantom, and a dream
Nature is the armory of genius. Cities serve it poorly, books and colleges at second hand; the eye craves the spectacle of the horizon; of mountain, ocean, river and plain, the clouds and stars; actual contact with the elements, sympathy with the seasons as they rise and roll.