Top 36 The Burning Sky Quotes
#1. the one of insane geometries, of orange lightning, of fire that rained from trees like leaves falling, of the birds rising from the water their impossibly pure white wings spreading across the burning sky. As
Douglas Clegg
#2. Then I got to my feet, and, taking my arms, he drew me out of my picture frame, into the darkness and the heat, to a place where the ground was frighteningly, thrillingly far away, and the sunless sky was burning and trembling all around us.
Rinsai Rossetti
#3. Your kisses lift me higher ... like the sweet song of a choir. You light my morning sky, with burning love.
Elvis Presley
#4. Praise
the invisible sun burning beyond
the white cold sky, giving us
light and the chimney's shadow.
Denise Levertov
#5. Somewhere a bicycle bell rings. Somewhere else there's a war on. Somewhere else people turn to shadows and powder in an instant and the streets turn to funnels and light the sky with their burning. Somewhere a war is over.
Tim Winton
#6. Out here the sunsets were like Italian operas, torrid, emotional affairs that went on for three hours or more, hanging in the sky like burning castles.
Paul Murray
#7. And so, with a torn sleeve and a keyboard on which cigarette
ash can rest, writers ended up arsonists of recycled material with
a blanket over fast burning fires to send fragments of reality to the
sky for people to manage any way they wish. Or can." (intro "Throwing Dice on a Chessboard
Christos Rodoulla Tsiailis
#8. October 31st dawned damp and cold, but by nine in the morning the misty rain had dissipated, and blue sky broke through. By eleven the sun had dried the leaves to crisp colors, and the world smelled of apples and burning wood smoke and candles and pumpkin innards.
Chet Williamson
#9. Here's to adrenaline.
Here's to dramatic abandon of protocol.
Here's to treasured pain and purple rain.
Here's to chasing our souls,
burning across to sky.
Here's to drinking the ash as it falls,
and not asking why.
Virginia Petrucci
#10. Everything started the night I saw the burning man fall from the sky.
Gwen Hayes
#11. Sometimes it seemed that one of the stars came loose from the firmament and sailed off with dizzying speed to a far corner of the night. In the dark hours before sunrise, constellations came apart and reformed and fell in burning streaks.
Joe Hill
#12. I have lived in Norfolk all my life. It inspires me, the sea, the limitless skies, the mud and the burning sunsets and the freedom of a place where more than 50% of the neighbours are fish.
Raffaella Barker
#14. Everything is blood and vines. The mark of another day of revolving the body exact And the sky is ours our hope our blue our silence our throat of burning wildflowers.
Gwen Calvo
#15. Everyone grew silent. It was sunset now, with orange fire burning in the western sky, and shadows falling across all of us.
Richelle Mead
#16. Even so long after sunset, the sky in the west was touched with feather-strokes of crimson and black. The wind was blowing from the east, which meant that even in the middle of the city you could breathe in desert: sand and grit, cactus and coyotes, the burning scent of sage.
Cassandra Clare
#17. When someone that you love dies..it's like fireworks suddenly burning out in the sky and everything going black.
Muriel Barbery
#18. There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, where the sea's asleep and the rivers dream, people made of smoke and cities made of song. Somewhere there's danger, somewhere there's injustice and somewhere else the tea is getting cold. Come on, Ace, we've got work to do.
Sylvester McCoy
#19. She saw Luke, standing atop a pile of bones. Jace with white feathered wings sprouting out of his back, Isabelle sitting naked with her whip curled around her like a net of gold rings, Simon with crosses burned into the palms of his hands. Angels, falling and burning. Falling out of the sky.
Cassandra Clare
#20. Neither sad nor gay is the desert - a boundless waste of sand under a burning waste of sky.
Jean-Paul Sartre
#21. I'll never forget what burning roses look like. All those scarlet petals turning incandescent and furious. Like the last fl are of the sun before an eclipse swallows it from the sky.
Roshani Chokshi
#22. When she was little, she'd liked to pretend that stars were really lights anchoring distant islands, as if she wasn't looking up but only out across a dark sea. She knew the truth now but still found stars comforting, especially in their sameness. A sky full of burning replicas.
Lauren Oliver
#23. She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she'll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes.
Holly Black
#24. He looked up in despair at the starry sky, he struck his burning chest with his fist; he loved and he was not loved!
Gaston Leroux
#25. I looked up at the sky; the pure, wonderful stars were still there, burning
Jack Kerouac
#26. When things fall apart, the children of the land scurry and scatter like birds escaping a burning sky.
NoViolet Bulawayo
#28. The night is like warm velvet around them. The stars, burning diamonds in the cloudless sky, turn the road beneath their feet a silver grey.
Patrick Rothfuss
#29. It was what should have been a bright summer day, but the smoke
from the burning world filled the sky, through which the sun shone
murkily, a dull and lifeless orb, blood-red and ominous.
Jack London
#30. When they see beyond the sky,
When they know beyond the mind,
When they hear the song of the Burning Light;
Take these Gifts of My Outstretched Hand,
Weave them together.
I shall come.
Rachel Starr Thomson
#31. Almost nine years later, I know that stars don't burn forever, and even the brightest can shatter into a million, burning sparks before falling from the sky.
Kristen Kehoe
#32. What I wanted was to blow a hole in the sky, explode a star, let the burning embers scorch me and everything they touched.
Amy Garvey
#33. As she followed her dog through the side roads back towards Darkshines, her thick boots started to feel leaden, her legs prickly and sore; the pavement was on fire, intent on burning her to ash, just as the deep night sky above looked to wrap itself around her and take her away.
Russell Mardell
#34. Although, I admit, I desire,
Occasionally, some backtalk
From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain:
A certain minor light may still
Lean incandescent
Out of kitchen table or chair
As if a celestial burning took
Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then
Sylvia Plath
#35. Smuggling poems out of prison in the soles of mt shoes i'm way past finding salvation in the arms of a woman, I look out my window and see burning flowers and starving armies but when I look up into the night sky I see the souls of dead heroes
Raegan Butcher
#36. ... he'd assumed their relationship would go on forever. It was going on now, but in another way, like the rearrangement of the stars, which were all still in the sky, just burning in unexpected places.
Graham Spaid
