Quotes about Pink Clouds

Dawn spreads her wispy pink angel wings over the morning. ~Terri Guillemets

The rain was still falling, but the darkness had parted in the west, and there was a pink and golden billow of foamy clouds above the sea. “Look at that,” she whispered, and then after a moment: “I’d like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around.” ~F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, 1925

Sweet May lies fresh before us,
To life the young flowers leap,
And through the Heaven’s blue o’er us
The rosy cloudlets sweep.
~Heinrich Heine, “A New Spring,” 1831, translated from German by Charles Godfrey Leland

Suddenly the horizon seemed wrapped in a mass of pale pink clouds… a perfect rose without a break or rift. It was as if a pink aurora had flashed out low down in the sky, giving everything around a roseate tinge. ~Emily Read, “Hugh Granger’s Wooings,” 1874

I waltzed with the dawn,
she waltzed with me—
a pinkish-orange o’er
the clouds, draped we.
~Terri Guillemets, “Dancing with Dawn,” 2005

…the orange morning light shimmering through… the sky becomes bluer, and is suffused with pink clouds with the golden rays of the early sun shooting through them… ~Horatio F. Stoll, “San Francisco’s Theatrical Rehabilitation,” in The Theatre, August 1912

And me — I was glowing as brightly as the warm Arizona evening. Pink clouds were striped across the twilight sky. It was country to fall in love with. ~David Gerrold, The Martian Child, 2002

It is quite a faery scene, surprising and wonderful, as if you walked amid those rosy and purple clouds that you see float in the evening sky. ~Henry David Thoreau, journal, 1860 February 12th

The desert sunset clouds exhale pink puffs of dusky smoke. ~Terri Guillemets

Rose-tinted clouds are floating by
      Against the deep and azure sky:
      Pink, gray, and purest white,
      Deepening into golden light…
Tell me, pink clouds, floating by
      In the deep and dark-blue sky,
      Tell me, may I by and by
      Join my mother there on high?..
~Fannie L. Michener, “Clouds,” 1881

…the evening sky’s pinklit hue…. ~Terri Guillemets, “May-love sunset,” 2008