“Because gray clouds hang heavy with misery, blue skies seem bluer.”

“Contrast and compliment. The blue is never more blue than it is when paired with orange. And the orange is never bluer than when eaten on a cloud in the sky.”

“Even as winter comes, mornings are crisp, and the big, blue sky seems to hang newly washed over the sea of hills.”

“once i was told to not be sad, because behind every dark cloud there is a bright sky...what they do not seem to know is that past that bright sky is an endless darkness.”

“I lie back. It seems as if the whole world were flowing and curving — on the earth the trees, in the sky the clouds. I look up, through the trees, into the sky. The clouds lose tufts of whiteness as the breeze dishevels them. If that blue could stay for ever; if that hole could remain for ever; if this moment could stay for ever.”

“Meanwhile, the clouds are white and the sky is blue. Why is there so much God? At the expense of men.”