The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary.
Alfred Kreymborg
Alfred Kreymborg
G.K. Chesterton
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore
The sky, a perfect empty canvas, offers clouds nonetheless. They shift and drift and beg interpretation... such is the nature of art.
Jeb Dickerson
Jeb Dickerson
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