I can do the Sky Hook, but I’m not confident with it.
My nana used to tape ‘The Simpsons’ when it aired on Sky. We’d get the VHS tapes – my dad would courier them from Nana’s house to us – and we’d watch them on Sunday nights.
Learn, learn, learn, and the sky is the limit for the young kids.
To allow millions of people to live together on limited land, we have to go to the sky; we have to build a high rise. But we can still build nature and social space into the towers. Each family can have their own courtyard in the sky.
As a female pilot, the sacred rose garden in my heart is the motherland’s blue sky.
Nobody knows anything. I deal with people in all walks of life, some of whom should have some idea of what they’re doing. And they’re all clueless. It’s astonishing that any bridges stay up, or that planes don’t constantly plummet from the sky. It’s heartening, in a strange way.
The brain is wider than the sky.
In Texas it’s always hot, dry, sunny, not a cloud in the sky.
See, Heaven is not someplace on a disc in the sky floating around, it’s right here amongst us.
I’m not the religious-conspiracy-theorist go-to guy, particularly. But I think it’s really kind of silly to try to equate birds falling out of the sky with some kind of an end-times theory.
How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven’s pale candles stored.
Five and forty steps the sky will burn. Fire approaching the large new city. Instantly a great thin flame will leap, when someone will want to test the Normans.
Sure, I can afford a nice car and a nice place, but this is not what brings me happiness. Now you’re on a high, and people know you and things like that, but how many people will remember your name once it all stops and the money isn’t raining from the sky?
I believe that if we get out of people’s way, the sky’s the limit. The sky is the limit.
A great stench will come from Lausanne, but they will not know its origin; they will put out all people from distant places, fire seen in the sky, a foreign nation defeated.
Thank God we’re living in a country where the sky’s the limit, the stores are open late and you can shop in bed thanks to television.
This continent, an open palm spread frank before the sky.
I’ve never in my life bought a big piece of jewelry – like, ‘I’m gonna get myself a big piece of jewelry!’ Songwriters’ lives are unstable and up and down. Even though mine has sort of has followed more of a going toward the sky trajectory.
