Cumulus nurslings emerge from their hot-air eggs over warm field and towns often only to blow along on the wind for a few minutes to cooler regions, where mixing with drier air, they fade and die. Guy Murchie, Song of the Sky
The clouds are handsome this afternoon. Henry David Thoreau
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills, William Wordsworth, I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
The thundercloud is a gigantic, if comparatively slow, explosion of moist air, the latent heat of the moist air acting as the fuel. Sir Napier Shaw
I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die. Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Cloud
Clouds are announcements of progress and decline. They show the sky's adventures. John Hay, Nature's Year
A sky without clouds is a meadow without flowers, a sea without sails. Henry David Thoreau
Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all. Joni Mitchell, Both Sides, Now
Like a mushroom at the top of its stalk, every cumulus cloud floats at the upper end of a rising column of air. Edwin Way Teale
Clouds slide east as if pulled from the horizon like a tablecloth whipped off a table. Annie Dillard, A Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
From horizon to horizon the clouds formed rounded, down-hanging pouches like folds of an overstuffed quilt. Jack M. Bickham, Twister
The clouds multiply and merge, cumuli-nimbi piling up like whipped cream, like mashed potatoes, like sea foam, building upon one another into a second mountain range greater in magnitude than the terrestrial range below. Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire
A wan sky curdles with gauzy streaks of cloud. Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses
On other days when cumulus clouds reared into the sultry sky all around the horizon and hung there, like white-clad giants resting their elbows on the rim of the world.... Edwin Way Teale, Dune Boy
Clouds are shape-shifters. They don't look the same very long. Gary L Saunders, So Much Weather
Another cloudland. Some clouds have an overripe decaying look, watery and bedraggled and drawn out into wind-torn shreds and patches, giving the sky a littered appearance; not so these Sierra summer midday clouds. All are beautiful with smooth definite outlines and curves like those glacier-polished domes. John Muir, My First Summer in the Sierras
The day before a storm is due at the coast we often see the gently curving tendrils of feeder clouds at sunset, illuminated pink and yellow, giant across the blue sky looking exactly like they do on the weather radar screens — like galaxy arms, like propellers, like streamers. Scott Hulet, Defining the Wind
Clouds decorate the sky with their jewellery of rainbows, halos, and coronas. They alter our moods and imbue our souls with profound emotional and symbolic content. In religious art, they serve as the footstools of the gods. Stanley David Gedzleman
Clouds are the sky's own calligraphy; they spell out its intent in crisp letters of water and ice. Eric Pinder, Tying Down the Wind.
... it allows for day dreaming, for watching clouds pass, whether lying on our backs on a sunny summer's day, or driving through the mountains with their mist-enveloped peaks. None of our delight and none of our reverence has been lost. Clouds surround us, clouds give us comfort...we call all fall a little in love with them. Richard Hamblyn, The Invention of Clouds
Clouds always tell a true story but one which is difficult to read. Ralph Ambercromby
Clouds made of gossamer like veils of lightest lace now cover over the bright beams of the sun at its most burning. Rosilia de Castro
The ruddy clouds float in the four quarters of the cerulean sky. Hsiao Thung
Cumulus clouds are growing larger and darker, then they expand like nuclear mushrooms. Cindy Ross, Scraping Heaven.
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