Darkly, deeply, beautifully blue, As some one somewhere sings about the sky.
- Lord Byron
Putting On the Dance
I paint from the top down. First the sky, then the mountains, then the hills, then the houses, then the cattle, and then the people.
- Grandma Moses
Firework In the Front
There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
- Percy Bysshe Shelley