The man who has seen the rising moon break out of the clouds at midnight has been present like an archangel at the creation of light and of the world. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

…gorgeous bright blue sky with some cloudacious beautiness on the fringe… – Terri Guillemets, “Out the Upper Window,” 2009

They are fair resting-places for the dear weary dead on their way up to heaven. – Joaquin Miller (clouds)

I cannot get that beautiful afternoon out of my head, above me where I lay the grass was silhouetted against the blue of the heavens, small clouds were rushing past as the wind drove them on an endless journey. – Julia Lee-Booker, letter to Pat McSwiney, 1940 July 24