How can you be one of the stars of heaven, when the stars are innumerable? What star number do you have?

As you look up to see the stars,keep watching the ground with your feet.

Head for the moon. If you miss, you will still be among the stars

Creativity is in the heart of the dreamer.

My thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations

May your star point the best pathways for your life.

Because they’re infinite. They’re miracles, and anything is possible when you look out into the massive space that goes on and on.” Because I want that. I want to explore and see what’s out there...

Life is so complete that even when we are knocked on our backs, we have the best view of the stars.

Stars are all time stuff.

I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend…I can pretend that things last. I...

Man is a microcosm, or a little world, because he is an extract from all the stars and planets of the whole firmament, from the earth and the elements; and so he is their quintessence.

Love is only one fine star away.

shooting” showers of blazing dust and ice, we have always found beauty. And in this beauty, the overwhelming size of the universe has seemed less ominous, earth’s own beauty more incredible. If indeed the numbers...

So many stars who have shows are intimidated by having people around them be funnier than them. It’s always the unsuccessful ones. Look at Seinfeld – he’s great because he let everyone be hilarious.

Men go abroad to wonder at the heights of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motions...

It is a clusterfuck of stars.

Negdje oko ponoći, ovdje usred germanske zime na rubu Alpa, opet gledam,Oriona, slijepog lovca, planinskog svemirca, Posejdonova sina, najljepšeg muškarca svih vremena, zavedenog od nezasitne Eje, zore, koju je mučila nepopustljiva požuda kao kazna zbog...

It looks like the whole city is made out of stars.

I found Bill in the sky. In the stars. Like on your ceiling.

Maybe one day the smears of paint Harley left throughout Godspeed will fade, and maybe the stars never will, but i’d rather have Harley’s colors.

The stars up there at night are closer than you think.

He’d turned away from a life on basic to live in the stars, or if not the stars, at least the rocks that floated free in the night sky.

It was a lone tree burning on the desert. A heraldic tree that the passing storm had left afire. The solitary pilgrim drawn up before it had traveled far to be here and he knelt...

I love to think that animals and humans and plants and fishes and trees and stars and the moon are all connected.

If Jupiter was in the ascendant when you were born, you are of a jovial disposition; and if you’re not jovial but miserable and saturnine that’s a disaster, because a disaster is a dis-astro, or...

You are your shining star. Arise and shine your star.

Mens videt astra.(The soul sees the stars.)

What were all of them, really, but bits of something else? Bits of stars?

The velvet tapestry of the night curved from horizon to horizon, flecked with thousands of tiny stars. There seemed all the more of them, for as well as filling the sky, they shimmered in an...

He was cold and tired, but he ignored the cold. Around him stars shone. Some bright, some dim, the most constant things in life. Segundo smiled up at them, happy at least to be dying...

Outside, the sky was clear, stars gleaming in its ebony vastness like celestial fireflies. It was bitterly cold, and Hywel’s every breath trailed after him in pale puffs of smoke. The glazed snow crackled underfoot...

Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting them on the table in the guise of candles?

I’ve always thought John Travolta is one of the greatest movie stars Hollywood has ever produced.

let me diefrom having being drunk onindigo skies, my liver…overflowing with stars.

Under her thick pancake makeup, her skin had been pockmarked, but he would stare at her adoringly from his cot at night and imagine her scars were constellations, a secret map to a far-off, happy...

Night doesn’t fall for my eyesBut my idea of the night is that it falls for my eyes.Beyond my thinking and having any thoughtsThe night falls concretelyAnd the shining of stars exists like it had...

Whether people need nature or not, it was clear that nature needed people. But perhaps nature needs us like a hostage needs her captors: nature needs us not to annihilate her, not to run her...

The sky calls to us. If we do not destroy ourselves, we will one day venture to the stars.

Stars are only the rain of the Absolute.

Winter is the time for stories, staying fast by the glow of fire. And outside, in the darkness, the stars are brighter than you can possibly imagine.

After your visits, I twisted my blinds shut every night. I locked out the stars and I never saw lightning again. Each night, I simply turned out the lights and went to bed.

The past and the future were starlight, seemingly so close, but forever out of reach. Eli felt that starlight, the infinity of knowing nothing but his finite existence.

Not just beautiful, though–the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they’re watching me.

its like you said? i lead my people-“forth!” zifnab carried on enthusiastically! ” out of eygpt! out of bondage! across the desert! pillar of fire-“desert?” lenthan looked anxious again. “fire? i thought we were going...

It was a star,” Mrs. Whatsit said sadly. “A star giving up its life in battle with the Thing. It won, oh, yes, my children, it won. But it lost its life in the winning.

curling leaves and twining branches outside my bay window look like a Van Gogh in the starlight – there is a river out there somewhere

Have you ever stood under a star… and felt the earth move under your feet?” – The Judas Syndrome

World’s worst writer.” If you’re wondering why I rate all my work one star, it’s because the rating system doesn’t have a zero star option, or better yet, go into negative numbers.

the fragrance of pine resin is frankincense poured out—a balm of stars and snow and moonlit nights

You are the one star I wish upon nightly, praying your glory will fall from the heavens and land in my undeserving arms.