Black Cloud Quotes

#1. Since I was 16, I've felt a black cloud hangs over me. Since then, I have taken pills for depression.

Amy Winehouse

#2. Nothing good bursts forth all at once. The lightning may dart out of a black cloud; but the day sends his bright heralds before him, to prepare the world for his coming.

Augustus Hare

#3. It is the way of weakened minds to see everything through a black cloud. The soul forms its own horizons; your soul is darkened, and consequently the sky of the future appears stormy and unpromising

Alexandre Dumas

#4. That's the result of the black cloud on baseball, .. Until it's rid of steroids, people are naturally going to think that.

Cal Ripken Jr.

#5. And the blood of brave men was shed like unto the shedding of rain from a black cloud.

Ferdowsi

#6. When there is love in the heart, there are rainbows in the eyes, which cover every black cloud with gorgeous hues.

Henry Ward Beecher

#7. Mama, put my guns in the ground, I can't shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is coming down.

Bob Dylan

#8. There has been the biggest black cloud following me around. People believe it's all my fault that Steve is not here. He has always had an open door, and he doesn't choose to do this any more.

Neal Schon

#9. When you are losing it can seem like there is a black cloud following you around, but like they say there is a silver lining in every cloud.

Mario Andretti

#10. There were always moments where I'd say, 'What else can I do with my life?' But when I was 30 years old and discovered I could write - I wrote 'Black Cloud' in six weeks - it opened up a whole new world for me.

Ricky Schroder

#11. So it was like that now, catastrophe inevitable at the most empty moments. Everyone waiting, almost wanting it, a secret, guilty desire for meaning. Their time in history made significant for once by that distant wall of black cloud.

Maggie Helwig

#12. I peek over the back of the couch and there she is, my goddess of death, her hair snaking out in a great black cloud, her teeth grinding hard enough to make living gums bleed.

Kendare Blake

#13. Escape from the black cloud that surrounds you.
Then you will see your own light as radiant as the full moon.

Rumi

#14. Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.

Sri Chinmoy

#15. This is the thing no one prepares you for where disaster are concerned. There is no ominous black cloud, no spooky chill, no neon sign that flashes: Stop! Please! Go back to bed! There's something really really dreadful waiting to happen around the corner! I beg of you, do not continue!

Sarah-Kate Lynch

#16. And he saw the right evening star reflected in her eyes, and he saw the black cloud reflected in her eyes.

John Steinbeck

#17. And then comes unhappiness, and one does not become unhappy either. One says, 'A black cloud passing. I am the witness, the watcher.'

Rajneesh

#18. He was looking up at the sky, where a pale crescent of moon darted in between thick sweeps of cloud and fog. Flakes of white snow had fallen and mixed with his black hair. His cheeks and lips were flushed with the cold. He looked more handsome than she had ever remembered him.

Cassandra Clare

#19. And then the shower fell, sudden, profuse. No one had seen the cloud coming. There it was, black, swollen, on top of them. Down it poured like all the people in the world weeping. Tears. Tears. Tears.

Virginia Woolf

#20. It's fair to say that black folks operate under a cloud of invisibility - this too is part of the work, is indeed central to [my photographs] ... This invisibility - this erasure out of the complex history of our life and time - is the greatest source of my longing.

Carrie Mae Weems

#21. The thoughts of DIVORCE hung over the kitchen table like a cloud full of black rain, pregnant, ready to burst.

Stephen King

#22. There is no morality in the mushroom cloud. The black rain of nuclear ashes will fall alike on the just and the unjust. And then it will be too late to wish that we had done the real work of this atomic age, which is to seek a world that is neither red nor dead.

Edward Kennedy

#23. There is no simple theological answer to pain; the answer is a relationship with God in the midst of pain. Those who need things in neat little black-and-white packages cannot tolerate such a faith.

Henry Cloud

#24. The cloud that descended on Black Rock on Monday was not for the past but the future. How much will this debacle chill the pursuit of other risky investigations?

Tina Brown

#25. We have been travelling through a cloud. The sky has been dark ever since the war began.

Black Kettle

#26. Humorists are always pessimists. They're reactionaries: because they see that every golden cloud has a black lining.

Christina Stead

#27. Not all cloud-native platforms are the same. Some are self-built and pieced together from various components; others are black boxed and completely proprietary. The Cloud Foundry cloud-native platform has three defining characteristics: it is structured, opinionated, and open.

Duncan C. E. Winn

#28. Even the sky a hybrid - here clean and black and starred, there roiling with a brusque signature of cloud or piled in strata like folded linen or the interior of rock.

Stanley Elkin

#29. Nicholas, dressed in black and trailing them like a sinister storm cloud, had a dry little preoccupied smile.

Martha Wells

#30. He looked up to see if the sun had gone behind a cloud. It hadn't, but it almost seemed to him that there was a black corona forming around its brilliant circle, like a ring of mascara around a startled eye. Half

Stephen King

#31. Now suddenly there was nothing but a world of cloud, and we three were there alone in the middle of a great white plain with snowy hills and mountains staring at us; and it was very still; but there were whispers.

Black Elk

#32. It's almost like a lot of black people in America, a lot of young black men, are born with this cloud over their heads. It's their penitentiary cloud, this philosophy we all have, that it's harder for us.

Erykah Badu

#33. The spreading blackness was not a cloud at all: it was simply emptiness. The black part of the sky was the part in which there were no stars left. All the stars were falling: Aslan had called them home. The

C.S. Lewis

#34. And we are put on earth a little space,
that we may learn to bear the beams of love;
And these black bodies and this sunburnt face
Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.

William Blake

#35. Being a playwright is like the equivalent of doing a jigsaw puzzle that has 1,500 pieces, and it's a jigsaw of a blue sky. Not a cloud in sight.

Lewis Black

#36. Thus from beneath the black veil there rolled a cloud into the sunshine, an ambiguity of sin or sorrow, which enveloped the poor minister, so that love or sympathy could never reach him.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

#37. A dark cloud is no sign that the sun has lost his light; and dark black convictions are no arguments that God has laid aside His mercy.

Charles Spurgeon

#38. The light from his torch painted the barren forest in shades of his own reflection, black-haired, gray-eyed and pale for want of a touch. He pulled his cloak close, unable to determine which made him more uncomfortable: the dreary woods or the new moon settling onto his heart like a cloud of moths.

F.T. McKinstry

#39. The soldiers did go away and their towns were torn down; and in the Moon of Falling Leaves (November), they made a treaty with Red Cloud that said our country would be ours as long as grass should grow and water flow.

Black Elk

#40. She wanted his strong, capable hands on her blody and those soft lips locked with hers. She wanted to be held tight and kissed until she could forget-if only for a few precious minutes-that her life as she knew it had evaporated in a cloud of smoke and flame and violence.

Melissa Cutler

#41. We call that fire of the black thunder-cloud "electricity," and lecture learnedly about it, and grind the like of it out of glass and silk: but what is it? What made it? Whence comes it? Whither goes it?

Thomas Carlyle

#42. a cloud of black-and-orange butterflies for the Mullendores.

George R R Martin