Quotes About Stars

Who could say what went on, at sunrise, in the thick woods below the planet-searching dome of the Observatory, which saw only space and stars?

Under the ruthless cold of the gathering stars, Cyrion walked away.

At midday, beaten almost flat by the hammer of the sun, the desert lay in the perfect imitation of one near death. A deception. Life lurked and thrived in its own way just beneath the skin of the desert. Husks, buried shards, last treasures, veins of water, and magic. While at dusk, the dying thing would rise and shake itself, and stretch to receive the cold balm of the stars.

Haven't you heard of the music of the spheres?" asked the dragon. "It's the music that space makes to itself. All the spirits inside all the stars are singing. I'm a star spirit. I sing too. The music of the spheres is what makes space so peaceful.

This is where the staring angels go through. This is where all the stars bow down.

The night snows stars and the earth creaks.

There is a misery of the body and a misery of the mind, and if the stars, whenever we looked at them, poured nectar into our mouths, and the grass became bread, we would still be sad. We live in a system that manufactures sorrow, spilling it out of its mill, the waters of sorrow.

There is a misery of the body and a misery of the mind, and if the stars, whenever we looked at them, poured nectar into our mouths, and the grass became bread, we would still be sad. We live in a system that manufactures sorrow, spilling it out of its mill, the waters of sorrow, ocean, storm, and we drown down, dead, too soon... uprising is the reversal of the system, and revolution is the turning of tides.

What a blessing life is. If you don't believe it, get up and watch the sunrise tomorrow or take time to gaze up at the stars. Listen to the restful sound of a mourning dove in the quiet woods, or the wind whispering through the leaves above you. Contemplate all that you are grateful for, and never give up on your dreams. Most importantly, give your whole heart to all that you love in this life.

Do you understand yours? What a blessing life is. If you don't believe it, get up and watch the sunrise tomorrow or take time to gaze up at the stars. Listen to the restful sound of a mourning dove in the quiet woods, or the wind whispering through the leaves above you. Contemplate all that you are grateful for, and never give up on your dreams. Most importantly, give your whole heart to all that you love in this life.

Are you wondering, like I am, why all the stars have disappeared?" Every nerve in her body quivered with excitement. "They haven't exactly disappeared," she said, lowering her gaze. "They're merely hiding." Martin came to stand beside her. He looked up, too. "The moon is hiding as well. But look, there it is. Oops, gone again." She could not help but laugh. "Those shifty stratocumuli.

It's lovely that the Hollywood stars are crossing over to Broadway.... There used to be such a dividing line in the country between Hollywood and the theatre and that's just melting away. It's just wonderful right now!

they shared a special secret moment together as they watched the heart fall from the sky in a stream of glittering red stars.

Alzan la tibia cabeza hacia las lámparas del salón, los tres soles inmóviles de su día, ellos que aman la luz porque su noche no tiene luna ni estrellas ni faroles.

Nada era difícil una vez decidido, un tren nocturno, un primer barco, otro barco viejo y sucio, la escala en Rynos, la negociación interminable con el capitán de la falúa, la noche en el puente, pegado a las estrellas, el sabor de anís y del carnero, el amanecer entre las islas.

Yo tuve un hermano no nos vimos nunca pero no importaba. Yo tuve un hermano que iba por los montes mientras yo dormía. Lo quise a mi modo le tomé su voz libre como el agua. Camine de a ratos cerca de su sombra no nos vimos nunca pero no importaba. Mi hermano despierto mientras yo dormía. Mi hermano mostrándome detrás de la noche su estrella elegida.

En verano nado de noche en las cisterna picoteada de estrellas, me lavo la cara primero con una mano, después con la otra, después con las dos juntas, y eso me produce una grandísima alegría.

Tu sèmes des syllabes pour récolter des étoiles

Porque en esos dos idiomas las luciérnagas no sólo dan luz sino que vagan en la oscuridad como los cometas.

Es natural que el tiempo lo borre todo, desde los sueños a las promesas y desde las estrellas a las fotografías.

Okay, we didn´t work, and all memories to tell you the truth aren't good. But sometimes there were good times. Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep beside me and never dreamed afraid. There should be stars for great wars like ours.

Their flashlight newly activated, they walked him into the cane--never had he heard anything so loud and alien, the susurration, the crackling, the flashes of motion underfoot (snake? mongoose?), overhead even the stars, all of them gathered in vainglorious congress.

Okay, we didn't work, and all memories to tell you the truth aren't good. But sometimes there were good times. Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep beside me and never dreamed afraid. There should be stars for great wars like ours.

We are a winning team. Stars and the silver screen. We come from near and far. To be with the best. We're Los Angeles. Los Angeles.