A cloudless plain blue sky is like a flowerless garden. – Terri Guillemets, “Porch swing thoughts,” 2006

Truly, were I every evening to depict sunrise, and every morning to see it, still I should cry, like the children, Once more, once more! – Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography,

The stars, which stand as thick as dewdrops on the fields of heaven. – Philip James Bailey