The sky is the limit.
No limits but the sky.
When I behold the skylark move in perfect joy towards its love the sun, when I behold the skylark, growing drunk with joy, forget the use of wings, so that it topples from the height of heavens, I envy the bird's fate.
Im still fly, Im sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings.
love is more thicker than forget it is more sane and sunly and more it cannot die than all the sky which only is higher than the sky
Then the bay horse spoke to me again and said: "See how your horses all come dancing!" I looked, and there were horses, horses everywhere a whole skyfull of horses dancing around me.
Steel on the skyline Sky made of glass Made for a real world All things must pass Ooo Waiting for something Looking for someone Is there no reason?
Get out from under precipice and see the sky.
Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.
There's a hole in the sky with a big eyeball Calling me: "Come up and be a kite, On a diamond flight!"
They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed. I wept, as I remembered, how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.
Oh, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free.
Up in the sky! It's raining zombies!
If you got bombarded and shot down from the sky and mistreated, how would you behave?
Hear it, O Thyrsis, still our tree is there! Ah, vain! These English fields, this upland dim, These brambles pale with mist engarlanded, That lone, sky-pointing tree, are not for him; To a boon southern country he is fled, And now in happier air, Wandering with the great Mothers train divine (And purer or more subtle soul than thee, I trow, the mighty Mother doth not see) Within a folding of the Apennine.