Clouds symbolize the veils that shroud God.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When one tears away the veils and shows them naked, people's souls give off such a pungent smell of decay.
This is the great object held out by this association; and the means of attaining it is illumination, enlightening the understanding by the sun of reason which will dispell the clouds of superstition and of prejudice.
Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies Between the pain of hell and Paradise.
As civilisation advances, the deities lessen in number, the divine powers become concentrated more and more in one Being, and God rules over the whole earth, maketh the clouds his chariot, and reigns above the waterfloods as a king.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Clouds do not really look like camels or sailing ships or castles in the sky. They are simply a natural process at work. So too, perhaps, are our lives.
There is no cloud above my head - there is not even a mist.
Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. Above all things reverence thyself.
With sculpting, nothing is cloudy or mystical. It's just about this object, and if you're trying to depict reality, and you do it well, then the outcome is the truth.
Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie; the clouds were like light piles of cotton; and where the blue sky was visible, it wore a hazy and languid aspect.