The sky and the strong wind have moved the spirit inside me till I am carried away trembling with joy. – Uvavnuk

When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost. – Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin

The sky was a midnight-blue, like warm, deep, blue water, and the moon seemed to lie on it like a water-lily, floating forward with an invisible current. – Willa Sibert Cather

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