Look out into the July night, and see the broad belt of silver flame which flashes up the half of heaven, fresh and delicate as the bonfires of the meadow-flies. Yet the powers of numbers cannot compute its enormous age,—lasting as space and time,—embosomed in time and space. – Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Progress of Culture”

…And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas. – Thomas Bailey Aldrich, “Miracles”

To fly up to the sky and watch the earth is beautiful; to fly down to the earth and watch the sky is even more beautiful! – Mehmet Murat ildan

Gray skies are just clouds passing over. – Author Unknown