Way Up In The Sky Quotes

#1. Superman can fly high way up in the sky
'cause we believe he can. So what we choose to believe can always work out fine ... It's all in the mind.

Luther Vandross

#2. Passion isn't something that lives way up in the sky, in abstract dreams and hopes. It lives at ground level, in the specific details of what you're actually doing every day.

Marcus Buckingham

#3. Divine reality is not way up in the sky somewhere; it is readily available in the encounters of everyday life, which make hash of my illusions that I can control the ways God comes to me.

Barbara Brown Taylor

#4. There's beauty in the silver singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes

Bob Dylan

#5. No one regards the things before his feet, But views with care the regions of the sky.

Democritus

#6. And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#7. We all drink from one water We all breathe from one air We rise from one ocean And we live under one sky

Anwar Fazal

#8. Once upon
a dream
in a blanket
of night sky
you asked me
to tell you a story
which began with
us holding hands.

Joseph Gordon-Levitt

#9. Adina appealed to the sky. "We asked for rescue and you sent us incompetent rockstar pirates with a broken ship and perfect abs?"
"Thank you, God," Petra said.

Libba Bray

#10. RAIJIN, TAKE ME NOW.
She shot Buruu a withering glance as he rolled over on his back and pawed at the sky.
HAVE MERCY ON ME, FATHER. TAKE MY WINGS. CHAIN ME TO STINKING EARTH. BUT THIS TORTURE I CANNOT ENDURE.
Oh, shut it.

Jay Kristoff

#11. We're a nation of sheep. If you go out and look up at the sky, people around you will start looking up at the sky.

Alan Abel

#12. When Janie looked out of her door she saw the drifting mists gathered in the west
that cloud field of the sky
to arm themselves with thunders and march forth against the world. Louder and higher and lower and wider the sound and motion spread, mounting, sinking, darking.

Zora Neale Hurston

#13. I likewise felt several slender ligatures across my body, from my arm-pits to my thighs. I could only look upwards; the sun began to grow hot, and the light offended my eyes. I heard a confused noise about me; but in the posture I lay, could see nothing except the sky.

Jonathan Swift

#14. On rock, in gravel, and alluvial mud, under the bright sky of

Charles Dickens

#15. A woman is more than the sum of her parts. So I had an opportunity to present some work at the White House. I chose not just to talk about the sky, the planet, love or heartache. I wanted to actually be there, to place a mark on that moment.

Jill Scott

#16. Stuart rose from the ditch, climbed into his car, and started up the road that led toward the north ... As he peeked ahead into the great land that stretched before him, the way seemed long. But the sky was bright, and he somehow felt he was headed in the right direction.

E.B. White

#17. Can we swim?" Sky asks, resting her chin on my shoulder.
"Did you bring a suit?" Please say no, please say no ...
"Yeah."
Crap. "Great.

Jolene Perry

#18. Behind all the falling rain, the sun still hangs in the sky. And if the sun can hang in there through the rain, surely you can, too.

Elsie Hillman-Gordon

#19. It's about waking up in the morning with everything around you looking gray. Gray sky, gray sun, gray city, gray people, gray thoughts. And the only way out is to have another drink. Then you feel better. Then the colors come back.

Sergei Lukyanenko

#20. Once I was beset by anxiety but I pushed the fear away by studying the sky, determining when the moon would come out and where the sun would appear in the morning.

Louise Bourgeois

#21. A screaming comes across the sky.

Thomas Pynchon

#22. People talk about the 1960s in a nostalgic way, but to me it was terrifying. People were getting assassinated. There was Vietnam. There were race riots. It felt like everything was going to get blown up sky-high. It didn't feel like flower power. It felt like Armageddon.

Sam Shepard

#23. Evan's head was filled with the sound of water. He thought of the ghost in the grass, her blue dress and bare feet. He thought of the way the doves had flown up into the sky all in a ruse, startled by gunfire, and then all he could think was that despite everything that happened, he was alive.

Alice Hoffman

#24. Each religion has got their own way of making you feel like a victim. The Christians say "you are a sinner", and you better just zip up your trousers and give the money to the pope and we'll give you a room up in the hotel in the sky.

Timothy Leary

#25. Maybe so, but I'm not just looking up at the sky and waiting for the fruit to drop. In my own way, I'm working hard. I'm working ten times harder than you are.

Haruki Murakami

#26. So quiet and subtle is the beauty of December that escapes the notice of many people their whole lives through.. Colour gives way to form. every branch distinct, in a delicate tracery against the sky.. new vistas obscured all Summer by leafage, now open up.

Flora Thompson

#27. Indeed, the night sky is the part of our environment that's been common to all cultures throughout human history. All have gazed up at the 'vault of heaven' and interpreted it in their own way.

Martin Rees

#28. Until I had turned the car around and was on my way back up the lane. I looked back at the farmhouse in my rearview mirror, and a trick of the light made it seem as if two moons hung in the sky above it, like a pair

Neil Gaiman

#29. Wake every morning with the same feeling. Live up high and fly on top of the ceiling. I just know that I'm on my way. It doesn't matter to me if I'm chasing the clouds away. North or South, East or West I live my life to the fullest.

Ana Claudia Antunes

#30. 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

#31. It's no wonder most religions are born in the desert, because when men lay beneath that boundless night sky and look up at the infinite expanse of creation they have an uncontrollable urge to put something in the way .

Terry Pratchett

#32. I will sit in the car on the way to a meeting and just smile. I really mean that. It helps you get through life. If you have nothing to say, smile. Look up at the sky and smile. Just be grateful.

Andre Leon Talley

#33. What in the hell happened to your eye?" I laugh and roll off the bed, out of harm's way. "You happened." I make my way toward the window. "I need to clear my head. I'm gonna go for a run. Wanna come?" Six crinkles up her nose. "Yeah ... no. You have fun with that.

Colleen Hoover

#34. September drank in the starry sky with a longing and a tugging and a sigh. All the way up, to that enormous crescent in the black.

Catherynne M Valente

#35. Nobody knows anything. I deal with people in all walks of life, some of whom should have some idea of what they're doing. And they're all clueless. It's astonishing that any bridges stay up, or that planes don't constantly plummet from the sky. It's heartening, in a strange way.

Peter York

#36. In your sky, you are the brightest star.
Without you light, it's dark like tar.
So love yourself to enlighten others.

Debasish Mridha

#37. Leave Ueno Station through the park entrance, go past the concert hall and museums, skirt around the fountain, and you come to a sort of tree garden. Homeless people live here, in tents made of sky-blue plastic sheeting and wooden poles. The best tents even have doors.

David Mitchell

#38. He didn't notice the fist clad in a black silver-studded glove as it flew towards the side of his face. But although the night was dark, the moon was new and the sky overcast, he suddenly saw ten thousand dazzlingly bright stars.

Andrzej Sapkowski

#39. The sky was dark blue twilight, pretty to look at but lonely to walk under.

Lemony Snicket

#40. World peace is no longer some pie-in-the-sky thing, because no single person or country is going to solve it on their own.

Herbie Hancock

#41. Sometimes when it rains, it's not that simple, when the sky has reasons to cry.

John Trudell

#42. 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

#43. Like a blood-red sky that warns the passerby, "There is a fire over there," certain blazing looks often reveal passions that they serve merely to reflect. They are flames in the mirror.

Marcel Proust

#44. When life is difficult, try looking up at the night sky. A million stars proclaim aloud His Handiwork. And you know you are never alone.

Anusha Atukorala

#45. Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.

Louise Erdrich

#46. I am purely evil;
Hear the thrum
of my evil engine;
Evilly I come.
The stars are thick as flowers
In the meadows of July;
A fine night for murder
Winging through the sky.

Ethel Mannin

#47. THE SKY IS MORE IMPERSONAL than the sea.

Tom Robbins

#48. Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn

John Berryman

#49. Where the vast cloudless sky was broken by one crow I sat upon a hill - all alone - long ago; But I never felt so lonely and so out of God's way, As here, where I brush elbows with a thousand every day.

Harry Kemp

#50. Quand les cimes de notre ciel se rejoindront Ma maison aura un toit.
(When the peaks of our sky come together My house will have a roof.)

Paul Eluard

#51. The sky
Scorched by the sun,
Weeps
Fecund tears.

James Clavell

#52. At forty-five degrees, the sky will burn. Fire to approach the great new city; in an instant, a great scattered flame will leap up, when one will want to get evidence from the Normans.

Nostradamus

#53. What good's a black face if it means I'm just someone else's property? Why give me these arms and legs just to carry someone else's load, not my own?

Stacey Lee

#54. The sky was a flawless blue, the color of surgical gloves.

Mira Grant

#55. Columbus dreamed of an unknown shore at the rim of a far flung sky.

Edgar Guest

#56. Man may live and man may die searching for the question why. But if he tries to rule the sky, he must fall.

Cat Stevens

#57. Love was magma, shooting from the Earth. It had the potential to form pillars of rock that would last for a thousand years or plumes of ash that choked the sky.

Diana Peterfreund

#58. It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold the body of the Moon.

Galileo Galilei

#59. Maybe I had picked a hole in the sky and the universe was all about to fall in on me.

Kami Garcia

#60. We are not trapped or locked up in these bones. No, no. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, we can break open the sky.

Walter Mosley

#61. The ocean waves never question the shore,
the sky never questions the rain clouds

Brian Hanson Appleton

#62. From Love Under a Dark Sky:
In the universe vast
We share a simple feast
Among creatures equally earthbound.
Let us raise our hearts in gratitude,
Our eyes in expectation
Of a greater supper yet
In heavenly realms.

Shellie Foltz

#63. Rahel thought of the someone who had taken the trouble to go up there with cans of paint, white for the clouds, blue for the sky, silver for the jets, and brushes, and thinner.

Arundhati Roy

#64. Sometimes to walk in shaded parts of Manhattan is to be inserted into a Magritte: the street is night while the sky is day.

Joseph O'Neill

#65. The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.

A.E. Housman

#66. You can try and hold me back. Build your damn walls, pack sandbags along the edges and yell at the clouds and the rain and the sky to stop.
But i will not relent. I will reach you. Because i am the sea. And i will continue to love you no matter what.

Pleasefindthis

#67. No one actually saw it land, which raised the interesting philosophical point: When millions of tons of angry elephant come spinning through the sky, but there is no one to hear it, does it - philosophically speaking - make a noise?

Terry Pratchett

#68. What need for feathers now? What need to confirm their loss? While the womb-red sky swelled with the promise of tomorrow, and he rode the warm, crimson currents, skimming, wheeling and gliding.

Georgina Anne Taylor