Quotes About Stars

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Nature is God's first missionary. Where there is no Bible there are sparkling stars. Where there are not preachers there are spring times... If a person has nothing but nature, then nature is enough to reveal something about God.

Science is part of culture. Culture isn't only art and music and literature, it's also understanding what the world is made of and how it functions. People should know something about stars, matter and chemistry. People often say that they don't like chemistry but we deal with chemistry all the time. People don't know what heat is, they hardly know what water is. I'm always surprised how little people know about anything. I'm puzzled by it.

She was one of the stars, a bright dot in blackness, without home, without a companion, in eternal cold and silence.

Deny accidents and wrest fault from the stars.

But I've been walking through the night and the dayTill my eyes get weary and my head turns grey,And sometimes it seems maybe God's gone away,Forgetting the promise that we heard him say—And we're lost out here in the stars—

The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise.

Oh tragedy, oh tragedy, the boy said to himself, but he was smiling a little. Oh joy, oh joy. Hearts and stars exploded in the darkness above their heads.

You know what the best part of the stars is?" "What's that?" "They're the same no matter what sky you're standing under. I mean...yeah, they might move or look like they're in a different place, but they're the same stars." "Yeah? So?" "So even if you're apart from someone you want to be with, you can look up at the stars and know they're looking at the same ones.

This book is for the wild ones who open their eyes wide into darkness, the ones who love when they should not; this is for the ones who count and take comfort in the stars.

A night without stars is a night wasted.

Applauds of the ignorant majority are worthless; applauds of the wise minority are priceless! Look carefully, who are applauding you? Look carefully, who are blessing you? Mud in the ground or stars in the sky?

Realise well, proud little man that even the highest clouds don't shine! For above all things there lie brightest stars.

Shepherds know many mysterious languages; they speak the language of sheep and dogs, language of stars and skies, flowers and herbs.

Stars will continue to shine even when you are inside the mud; the universe does not care about you!

Take your tent and go for the camping! You are dying in the cities! Thousands of stars, hundreds of birds, tens of flowers are waiting for you to heal you!

The longest distance in the universe is not between the stars, but between the religion and the truth!

L'ho guardato spesso, quell'estate, il cielo - qualche volta da solo e qualche volta con Marietta. Non ci ho trovato nessun messaggio, nessuna consolazione - neanche se le stelle erranti fossero infinite, e l'universo brulicasse di mondi che non conosciamo. E' solo un ripetitivo, arido meccanismo di corpi che ruotano nello spazio. Il cielo è vuoto.

They camped that night under a full moon and a sky crowded with stars that made Froi forget that there was an old man waiting to die and remember that there was a kingdom dying to live.

With so much sky and so much river, you couldn't help seeing the big picture. It was what you already knew, but crowding into the subway or rushing to a movie, you only saw it for a second, and close up. Now I took a good long look. I'd always heard you couldn't see stars in Manhattan because of all the lights. But here they all were. Here was my night in shining armor.

A campfire blazed on the sand, the lake shone in the moonlight, and the stars twinkled high overhead. All around them the woods were black as pitch. There wasn't a sound except for the crackling of the fire, the chirping crickets

The sky is black, so rich and thick it looks warm. It feels as if I can see for miles into that blackness, the stars glimmering white, and as my eyes adjust, there are millions of stars. Billions. And it is time to move on. I have no choice.

Breathe, Newberry. If you faint in the Blacksmith's laboratory, only the stars above know what might be grafted to your body when you wake up.

canoe is the most graceful, the most sensitive, the most inexplicable contrivance of man. With its paddle you may dip up stars along quiet shores or steal into the very harbor of dreams. I