[as Sheeta falls from the airship in the opening chase scene] Dola: Oh, no! There goes my crystal!
Castle in the SkyBarty Crouch Junior: [casting the Dark Mark into the night sky] Morsmordre!
Harry Potter and the Goblet of FireCaproni: Airplanes are beautiful, cursed dreams, waiting for the sky to swallow them up.
The Wind RisesWe shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.
Anton ChekhovI'm using all my resources to help me with that and I feel the sky is the limit for me.
William GreenWe have been travelling through a cloud. The sky has been dark ever since the war began.
Black Kettle