Velvet Sky Quotes

#1. Ramadi's sky was generously filled with stars. Celestial ornaments set against a banner of a deep blue velvet sky. It was a place where hell, death, and heaven were so clear and the closest I've felt to all three in my life.

M.B. Dallocchio

#2. But the warriors true, the brave of heart
Who valiently upheld the right
They are raised on high to the velvet sky
Bringing light to the darkness of night

Brian Jacques

#3. A golden half-moon graced the black velvet sky, no clouds in sight, allowing a blanket of stars to twinkle in every direction.

Gena Showalter

#4. Who says you cannot hold the moon in your hand?
Tonight when the stars come out and the moon rises in the velvet sky, look outside your window, then raise your hand and position your fingers around the disk of light.
There you go . . . That was easy!

Vera Nazarian

#5. The corners of his mouth twitched then he gave up the ghost and just flashed me one of those rare, full-on smiles that always made me catch my breath and stare. He's so damn beautiful and his smiles are sunshine in a black velvet sky, improbable and stunning.

Karen Marie Moning

#6. From the distance of the moon, Earth was four times the size of a full moon seen from Earth. It was a brilliant jewel in the black velvet sky.

Buzz Aldrin

#7. With that they, and many others, left the hall and joined the moving crowd in the street. The night was delightfully cool. Stars shone white in a velvet sky. The dry wind from mountain and desert blew in their faces. Pan

Zane Grey

#8. When night falls over Washington, D.C., memorials, public buildings, and broad avenues become ethereal shapes in soft light and shadow. Floodlights, piercing the darkness, etch familiar landmarks in silver against a velvet sky. Unsuspected definition of form and contour is revealed.

Volkmar Wentzel

#9. If a cone had dropped on velvet needles, if a star had lain a silver track across the sky, if the dead had turned in their graves - I swear, I would have heard it, that's how silent it all was.

Martha Grimes

#10. Nothing has ever come easy for me.

Patti LuPone

#11. She has her gown nicely in place tonight, doesn't she? Black velvet and sparkles, not a thread left hanging. Clever girl, this city. Even the sky is her friend.

Terry Brooks

#12. Early on Monday evening, when the sky was the color of a velvet ribbon falling over the hills.

Alice Hoffman

#13. I thought at the time that I couldn't be horrified anymore, or wounded. I suppose that's a common conceit, that you've already been so damaged that damage itself, in its totality, makes you safe.

Lionel Shriver

#14. I'm just a girl, standing in front of a handbasket, waiting for my ride to hell.

Kayti McGee

#15. In the ancient tales, to which each Viking aspired, strenght was the only virtue, iron the only currency that mattered. Loki with his cunning, whereby a weaker man might outdo a stronger one, was an anathema to these folk.

Mark Lawrence

#16. We are a most solitary people, and we live, repelled by one another, in the gray, outcast cities of Cain.

Edward Dahlberg

#17. One's mind has a way of making itself up in the background, and it suddenly becomes clear what one means to do.

A. C. Benson

#18. That's how the universe worked at times: little things - the tiniest things - could catapult you toward a good life, but you had to be open and you had to be paying attention. Love wasn't purely destined, it relied on hiccups of fate - Aimee Mann, someone else's trip to Peru, a black dog.

Davy Rothbart

#19. The death of God left the angels in a strange position.

Donald Barthelme

#20. The night sky stretched on forever above me, the stars flung like glass beads and pearls on a black velvet cloak.

Laurie Halse Anderson

#21. They're gonna chick you, Jurker! Do you want to get chicked?" (Dusty had coined the term when he was in high school. It's now part of the ultra-running lexicon). I

Scott Jurek

#22. The velvet tapestry of the night curved from horizon to horizon, flecked with thousands of tiny stars. There seemed all the more of them, for as well as filling the sky, they shimmered in an elegant ballet on the waves, the sea itself giving them life.

Mary-Jean Harris

#23. The setting sun had turned the blue sky a brilliant orange, then soft pink merging to pearl; the plum velvet of night had come out of the east, spangled with stars.

Paul Gallico

#24. I'd love to get fat on camera. Wouldn't that be great? I'll tell you what's almost as hard though, getting bulked up, getting that big. Here we are in LA and you see guys walking down the street and everyone looks like Arnold Schwarzenegger. That's really quite grim, if you haven't done it before.

Jeremy Irvine

#25. You seem so happy with the dragon king's cock." "It is effective." "And that's all a Daughter of the Steppes wants," she said, sagely. "An effective cock.

G.A. Aiken

#26. They strolled toward town, stopping now and then to let him catch his breath and to gaze upward, for the west Kansas sky is black velvet on clear, cool December nights, and the Milky Way is strung across it like the diamond necklace of a crooked banker's mistress.

Mary Doria Russell

#27. As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feet
into the night's velvet slippers

I settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag,
of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.

Sanober Khan

#28. I have already told you of the sickness and confusion that comes with time travelling. - H. G. WELLS

William Gibson

#29. Overhead was a sky blacker than jewlers' velvet, and a billion stars screamed down ...

Stephen King

#30. 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

#31. Men and women's needs and desires overlap but go in different directions as well.

Nicolas Roeg

#32. What I respect about my dad is he comes forth and he tells the truth, and he's a very honorable person, I respect him a lot. He, I know deep down, has a good heart.

Brooke Hogan

#33. She pivoted right, and sensed the vast, open space of the wasteland stretching before her under the opaque sky, a darkness as thin and final as the velvet lining of a shroud (360-361).

Caragh M. O'Brien

#34. The sky was a sparkling succession of black diamonds on black velvet made crystal clear by the blackout.

Sara Sheridan

#35. The digital sunset always looks better than the real thing, always. Because a sunset generated by the basic package of yellow sun and blue sky is unreliable. Today it may be stunning, hypnotic. Tomorrow it may be lifeless and dull, a white sky scorched with yellow. Tomorrow the sky will be velvet.

Will Christopher Baer