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“All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide
like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;
but a hidden star can still be smiling
at night's black spell on darkness, beguiling”
― Munia Khan

“Rain makes me feel less alone. All rain is, is a cloud- falling apart, and pouring its shattered pieces down on top of you. It makes me feel good to know I'm not the only thing that falls apart . It makes me feel better to know other things in nature can shatter.”
― Lone Alaskan Gypsy

“The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is
like a yellow hole. . .”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“I will tell the stork-man.”
― Tamora Pierce

“December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory...”
― John Geddes A Familiar Rain

“If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.”
― Emily Bront毛, Wuthering Heights

“Do not think
I've reached where I am now
by slipping like a landslide
or evaporating like a cloud.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“What a strange thing it is to wake up to a milk-white overcast June morning! The sun is hidden by a thick cotton blanket of clouds, and the air is vapor-filled and hazy with a concentration of blooming scent.

The world is somnolent and cool, in a temporary reprieve from the normal heat and radiance.

But the sensation of illusion is strong. Because the sun can break through the clouds at any moment . . .

What a soft thoughtful time.

In this illusory gloom, like a night-blooming flower, let your imagination bloom in a riot of color.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“Do not think; I've reached where I am now, by slipping like a landslide or evaporating like a cloud.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“God is a cloud from which rain fell.”
― Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun

“Complains are like the clouds that produce no rain no matter how thick they gather. Never depend on your complaint thinking they are stair cases. Drop that thing.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream

“They would set their course toward it, seeing it grow bigger silently and imperceptibly, a motionless growth--and then, when they were at it, when they were about to bang their noses with a shock against its seeming solid mass, the sun would dim. Wraiths of mist suddenly moving like serpents of the air would coil about them for a second. Grey damp would be around them, and the sun, a copper penny, would fade away. The wings next to their own wings would shade into vacancy, until each bird was a lonely sound in cold annihilation, a presence after uncreation. And there they would hang in chartless nothing, seemingly without speed or left or right or top or bottom, until as suddenly as ever the copper penny glowed and the serpents writhed.”
― T.H. White, The Once and Future King

“analyzing through special insight and realizing the lack of inherent existence constitute understanding of the signless.”
― Siddh膩rtha Gautama

“Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.”
― Markus Zusak, Getting the Girl

“Be like water,

Flow like a river,

Crash like the rain,

Fly like the cloud again!”
― Md. Ziaul Haque

“Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high
Around its sigh, no more alone the sky
Other birds remain away, clouds pass by
Between shrouds of life and haze sun rays die”
― Munia Khan

“But you know, as I do, that the storm will pass
And that the implacable sun doesn't simply stop
When obscured by a dark, pernicious cloud,
Which is why I know I'll return to your house-
On a Sunday that's there on the calendar-
And laugh with you over a glass of grappa.”
― Mauricio Rosencof

“Whisper your dream to a cloud.
Ask the cloud to remember it.”
― Yoko Ono

“Hope is like a word made with cloud, without faith, it quickly blows away.”
― Anthony Liccione

“The memory swallowed her. The memory of the moment they realised that he wasn鈥檛 coming back. The moment her mother hid inside her room, not even attempting to cry behind sunglasses and keep her cool. The moment they let go of hope like letting go of a breath.”
― Elizabeth Du, the cloud who came for a night

“The solar industry has built the largest solar radiation monitoring system in the world. They call the large surges in solar radiation levels 鈥楾he Cloud Effect鈥�. It is far more extensive and is actually called 鈥楨nvironmental Lensing Of Solar Radiation鈥�. The environmental solar lensing is known to overload solar power systems and blow fuses.”
― Steven Magee

“To the heart of longing, everything becomes music. The tearful sigh turns into rain-laden clouds that then burst as the fount of heaven.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“From Saltwater to Freshwater....
The river runs through me,
for the burst of rain from clouds atop,
fell to the rivers that rushed to the sea.
In it, was the dying of grief.
How the clouds of torment die, so the river can rush!
So, I float as the clouds of dark
to break and become the flow of water.
The waters of salt, now they are;
the fresh water after rain.
So I become the mouth of a river
in a quiet murmur to the sea.
The stories buried in my depths,
I give out to the world,
where nothing remains unremembered.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“How the Freshwater Flows

The river runs through me,
for the burst of rain from clouds atop,
fell to the rivers that rushed to the sea.
In it, was the dying of grief.
How the clouds of torment die, so the river can rush!
So, I float as the clouds of dark
to break and become the flow of water.
The waters of salt, now they are;
the fresh water after rain.
So I become the mouth of a river
in a quiet murmur to the sea.
The stories buried in my depths,
I give out to the world,
where nothing remains unremembered.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Letting go of hope like letting go of a breath.”
― Elizabeth Du, the cloud who came for a night

“To cry behind sunglasses.”
― Elizabeth Du, the cloud who came for a night

“Sensing heaven in the ocean of clouds, you fill yourself with light. Lost in the vastness, you too become of the boundless sky and you realize, every moment becomes a prayer to God. Something alters you. Eternally, you become a prayerful soul.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Poetry picks us up at the edge of brokenness, adds billowy clouds and sunny skies to all that was gray. Suddenly, the soul starts waking, for the depths start shaking in a life-giving laughter.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“People used to talk about the american dream. Now they talk about the Azure uptime guarantee.”
― Daniel Vincent Kramer

“There are no atheists in foxholes and no real enterprises outside of Azure”
― Daniel Vincent Kramer