Have you ever, looking up, seen a cloud like to a Centaur, a Part, or a Wolf, or a Bull? – Aristophanes

The clouds were drifting over the moon at their giddiest speed, at one time wholly obscuring her, at another, suffering her to burst forth in full splendor and shed her light on all the objects around; anon, driving over her again, with increased velocity, and shrouding everything in darkness. – Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers

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

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