There is no cloud above my head - there is not even a mist.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
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.
I'm somewhat in my own cloud.
In some ways, climbing in the clouds is comforting. You can no longer see how high off the ground you are.
The cloud never comes from the quarter of the horizon from which we watch for it.
There's a bright spot in every dark cloud.
I know: If you're looking down at Earth, you're looking through an atmosphere that has a bit of haze in many places and not just occasional clouds.
Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. Above all things reverence thyself.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are... than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think that you are in paradise.
Behind every cloud is another cloud.