Lo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind.

God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars.

I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I'd see the summer garden in rainbow clouds.

Every cloud has its silver lining but it is sometimes a little difficult to get it to the mint.

There's no question: the finance market is moving into the cloud.

Fighter pilots have ice in their veins. They don't have emotions. They think, anticipate. They know that fear and other concerns cloud your mind from what's going on and what you should be involved in.

Sometimes if I'm in my head before a take, I'll just like to reach out to the closest thing to me - the wall or a sharp edge - and just push into it. That way, my physical experience is totally contemporaneous and not in the clouds.

Things on a very small scale behave like nothing that you have any direct experience about. They do not behave like waves, they do not behave like particles, they do not behave like clouds, or billiard balls, or weights on springs, or like anything that you have ever seen.

To penetrate and dissipate these clouds of darkness, the general mind must be strengthened by education.

The best time for most people is the time when we hit the bed. To drain the entire day's energy into the undiscovered realm of dreams. To see and meet the unknown while we snooze swimming in the clouds.

I'm a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds.

Through the harsh design of fate, Florida was dealt the unfortunate circumstances of bearing the brunt of not one but two hurricanes, and it appears more dark clouds are poised to visit the Sunshine State.

We experience happiness as a series of pleasing moments. They come and go like clouds, unpredictable, fleeting, and without responsibility to our desires. Through honest self-work, reflection, and meditation, we begin to string more of these moments together, creating a web-like design of happiness that drapes around our lives.

In the developed world, we are surrounded by electronics - from the computers on our desks to the smart phones in our pockets to the thermostats in our homes to our data in the virtual cloud.

We're moving into an era when things are dematerialised and much more holographic. Floating above the physical world and the geographic map, there's another landscape that's constantly changing - something like a cloud - of communication, information, exchange and commerce.

Weather forecast for Jupiter's South Equatorial Belt: cloudy with a chance of ammonia.

I don't sing in the shower, but my go to song to sing in the car: 'Clouds to the left to me. Jokers to the right. Here I am.' 'Stuck in the Middle With You' by Stealers Wheel.

I received a call for getting selected in 'Cartel' on December 4, my birthday. I was on cloud nine and absolutely overjoyed hearing the news.

Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water.

The more often we see the things around us - even the beautiful and wonderful things - the more they become invisible to us. That is why we often take for granted the beauty of this world: the flowers, the trees, the birds, the clouds - even those we love. Because we see things so often, we see them less and less.

Why is Cloud 9 so amazing? What is wrong with Cloud 8? That joke came off the top of my head, and the top of my head ain't funny!

The thoughts that occur to me while I'm running are like clouds in the sky. Clouds of all different sizes. They come and they go, while the sky remains the same sky always. The clouds are mere guests in the sky that pass away and vanish, leaving behind the sky.

"If you write books, you go on one page at a time. We turn from all we know and all we fear. We study catalogues, watch football games, choose Sprint over AT&T. We count the birds in the sky and will not turn from the window when we hear the footsteps behind as something comes up the hall; we say yes, I agree that clouds often look like other things - fish and unicorns and men on horseback - but they are really only clouds. Even when the lightning flashes inside them we say they are only clouds and turn our attention to the next meal, the next pain, the next breath, the next page.

Remember that you own what happened to you. If your childhood was less than ideal, you may have been raised thinking that if you told the truth about what really went on in your family, a long bony white finger would emerge from a cloud and point to you, while a chilling voice thundered, "We *told* you not to tell." But that was then. Just put down on paper everything you can remember now about your parents and siblings and relatives and neighbors, and we will deal with libel later on.