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.

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...

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.

Of course I have a name. All the stars do.

Yo me pregunto si las estrellas están encendidas para que cada cual pueda un día encontrar la suya.

I do think that poetry is important though, if you don’t strive at it, if you don’t fill it full of stars and falseness.

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,...

Governments can’t keep looking over the shoulder or at the constellation of stars. You have got to do what you have got to do.

Twas noontide of summer,And mid-time of night;And stars, in their orbits,Shone pale, thro’ the lightOf the brighter, cold moon,’Mid planets her slaves,Herself in the Heavens,Her beam on the waves.I gazed awhileOn her cold smile;Too cold–too...

The mathematical giant [Gauss], who from his lofty heights embraces in one view the stars and the abysses …

And what is I was only supposed to burn for a certain amount of time?” I whispered. “What if I was only meant to shine for a while?””Then you truly don’t know what stars are...

You are as beautiful as sky, as soft as moon, as shiny as stars and as angry as Sun.

I didn’t mean to tell you,” Mrs. Whatsit faltered. “I didn’t mean ever to let you know. But oh, my dears, I did so love being a star!” “Yyouu are sstill verry yyoungg,” Mrs Witch...

The stars will live for me, if not anything else

The main thing to know about me is that I’m a champion of entrepreneurs and the startups they build. They are my rock stars. If in doubt, I side with them, and that’s clear from...

They’re crystal blue, a shade that shouldn’t exist on the human body, I shade I immediately crave, a shade that makes my heart beat a little bit faster–almost as if I recognize it. I want...

…once I saw you in moonlight and I can tell you – the silvery dust of the stars doesn’t shimmer like you…

But I will confess that I began as an astronomer—a liking for bright flashes, vast distances, unreachable things, a hand stretched always toward the furthest limit— and that my longing for you has not taken...

A few years have gone and come around when we were sittin’ at our favorite spot in town and you looked at me, got down on one knee. Take me back to the time when...

Steinbeck wrote about the tide pools and how profoundly they illustrate the interconnectedness of all things, folded together in an ever-expanding universe that’s bound by the elastic string of time. He said that one should...

When you reach for the stars, you are reaching for the farthest thing out there. When you reach deep into yourself, it is the same thing, but in the opposite direction. If you reach in...

Otherwise, you’re just another place marker in the ground. These buildings will rot here, their bodies are above the ground taunting us with what we did wrong as a people. Reminding us of the evil...

Give me Pablo Neruda, picnic beneath a full moon & iridescent stars, black olives, cherries, dark things, canoe on a river…that’s romance.

I want to be like a Supernova; burn bright and die young.

The last hour from midnight had lost half its quarters, and the stars went lifting up the great minutes…