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.

The stars were so simple when she was a kid, a smattering of glowing dust circling the Earth. She did not then know that each was a sun, most considerably more massive than the daylight...

But if a man be alone, let him look at the stars. The rays that come from those heavenly worlds, will separate between him and vulgar things. One might think the atmosphere was made transparent...

Love is a selfless service to mankind like a showcase done by the twinkling stars in beautiful nightly sky.

Da una parte il cielo era tutto schiarito, e vi brillavano certe stellucce umide, sperdute nella sua grandezza, come in una sconfinata parete di metallo, da dove, sulla terra, venisse a cadere qualche misero soffio...

They rarely discovered a star red as a distant crime or a star-fish.

My star will just be one of the stars, for you. And so you will love to watch all the stars in the heavens…they will all be your friends.”-the little prince

In a world turned upside-down, where everything was wrong, bizarre, you could at least look up at the sky and see normality. Stars that shone regardless of who won a civil war, or who should...

I’m as old as the moon and the stars, and as young as the trees and the lakes. My style comes from looking at what came before me, and from visiting a lot of places.

Like lightning she snatched her axe, and struck him on the neck – deep – once – twice – his life-blood gushed out, staining her feet.The stars touched midnight.

Why do I go outside at one a.m.and search the stars as though I’d numbered them?

The moon twangs its silver strings;The river swoons into town;The wind beds down in the pines,Covers itself with stars.

…You are my compass star.” And he was hers.

A confused labyrinth of smoky starsentangles my hopes,which are nearly faded

There is no shortage of fault to be found amidst our stars.

And the stars: the sky gets crowded at night, and it is a bit like watching a clock, seeing the constellations slide across the sky. It’s comforting to know that they’ll show up, however bad...

And may my bronze name / touch always her thousand fingers / grow brighter with her weeping / until I am fixed like a galaxy / and memorized / in her secret and fragile skies.

Up then, fair phoenix bride, frustrate the sun;Thyself from thine affectionTakest warmth enough, and from thine eyeAll lesser birds will take their jollity.Up, up, fair bride, and callThy stars from out their several boxes, takeThy...

She said, ‘People are like stars, but it’s stories that turn us into constellations. If we don’t tell our stories, we burn alone in the dark.

Few of us have seen the stars as folk saw them then – our cities and towns cast too much light into the night – but, from the village of Wall, the stars were laid...

Let me peer out at the worldthrough your lens. (Maybe I’ll shudder,or gasp, or tilt my head in a question.)Let me see how your blueis my turquoise and my orangeis your gold. Suddenly binarystars, we...

The comedy in our lives was those first few weeks we lived together in Paris: Our bodies desired one another, our souls opened for one another. We experienced all of the happiness and anguish of...

My feeling is that an observer needs to see four hundred and fifty stars to get that feeling of infinitude, and be swept away…and I didn’t make that number up arbitrarily, that’s the number of...

Coelorum perrupit claustra.He broke through the barriers of the skies.[Herschel’s epitaph]

Fireflies in the GardenBy Robert Frost 1874–1963 Here come real stars to fill the upper skies, And here on earth come emulating flies, That though they never equal stars in size, (And they were never...

Even the most beautiful of the starsare taken for grantednight after night.

perché brillate se tra poco vi spegnerete?

In our village, folks say God crumbles up the old moon into stars.

There is a wide yawning black infinity. In every direction the extension is endless, the sensation of depth is overwhelming. And the darkness is immortal. Where light exists, it is pure, blazing, fierce; but light...

God’s promises are like the stars; the darker the night the brighter they shine.

Make a wish,” said Indigo.Rose made a wish and then asked, “Why?””That’s what I always do. Wish on the moving ones.””Does it matter how fast they move?””I don’t think so.””Can you wish on airplanes, too?””Oh,...

Whose destinies can be in these stars, which appear not to those who inhabit the northern regions?’ said Amine, as she cast her eyes above, and watched them in their brightness; ‘and what does that...

Sometimes words come out of me and I don’t know where they come from or why. They’re like falling stars tumbling through the universe; bright, burning things that can’t be stopped.

Just remember this, my girl, when you look up in the sky you can see the stars and still not see the light.

Below Les Avants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful and we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the...

The sentiment may perceive and love the universe, but the universe cannot perceive and love the sentiment. The universe sees no distinction between the multitude of creatures and elements which comprise it. All are equal....

Ancients pulled metals more precious than gold from the center of the earth – They spun into giant lacy wings that flew them to the stars and back “Is that what you’d do with wings?”She...

What I really want to tell him is to pick up that baby of his and hold her tight, to set the moon on the edge of her crib and to hang her name up...

There’s a star in the sky that refuses to stay put, and Hadley realizes it’s actually a plane, that just last night, that star was them.

It is early, early morning. It’s that time when it’s still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.

The stars were going out now, one by one, dropping like pennies behind the television aerials and the skylights and the washing strung between the chimneys. The sky was still dark – a sated, navy-blue...

I know that I am mortal by nature, and ephemeral; but when I trace at my pleasure the windings to and fro of the heavenly bodies I no longer touch the earth with my feet:...

And now, I needed the stars. Not the explosive ones that hurled out tongues of gas and, along with gravity, hammered out the planets. I needed the comforting ones that twinkled like a childhood song,...

I do not want to sleepfor fear I might miss the twinkle of the brightest starfor fear I may never knowhow the moon glimmers, in the darkest hour.

I like the night. Without the dark, we’d never see the stars.

All due respect and trying to be as modest as I can be, I am a dancer. But I don’t think I would be on ‘Dancing with the Stars,’ mainly because I would be too...

Even in rainier areas, where dust is less inexorable and submits to brooms and rags, it is generally detested, because dust is not organized and is therefore considered aesthetically bankrupt. Our light is not kind...

Did you know that the center of a Protostar (the star in the middle of a nebula) is called a Nuclear Furnace? So you can call that the star’s “heart.” The heart of a star...

Courtesy, not control, that was His means. Just as He requested the stars to sing and they leapt into bright being, so request was to be their rule over bird and beast, seas and trees,...