Quotes About Stars

Sometimes, when the neighborhood is silent and the sky is aswarm with the stars and the mind is swirling like a flushed toilet, a person gets to doubting himself. In the hardest times, the stand-at-the-kitchen-sink-and-stare-into-the blackness times, I put on Bob Dylan's 'Tomorrow Is a Long Time.'

I've learned 90 percent of what I know from watching and listening to actors. A good leading actor is the rock of the show. Their energy and their tone really sets the groundwork for how everything is going to work. I've been lucky to deal with stars who are very giving and generous.

The CW is a very fashion-oriented network and they like their stars to look a certain way. I like that, but at the same time, I need Nikita to be toned down a bit. You can't draw too much attention to Nikita because she's an assassin.

Go out tonight and look at the stars. And allow yourself to dream.

Growing up I watched a lot of Hong Kong movies, I watched big stars like Chow Yun Fat, Andy Lau, and Tony Leung on the big screens.

Our memory and the movies keep movie stars alive for us, and Tony Curtis is still a star.

The Himalayas make you insignificant. When you are trekking in the mountains of the Himalayas and finally you reach the top exhausted and completely wiped out; you look down and you see nothing. For hundreds of miles you see just hills, mountains and mist; when you look up from your sleeping bag at night you can see just stars.

The south has really been very kind to me. I represent each state with their industry, right from Sandalwood to Tollywood. Working with top stars like Chiranjeevi, Surya, Mohanlal is a brilliant experience.

There were many stars in Motown's firmament - among them, Stevie, Marvin Gaye, Smokey Robinson, Martha Reeves and Diana Ross - but I happen to have loved the Four Tops most of all.

Close analysis of starlight revealed that stars are made of the same kinds of atoms as we find here on Earth, with Cecilia Payne-Gaposchkin eventually proving that they are mostly hydrogen and helium.

If there were some nefarious conspiracy to make the world look quantum-mechanical, it had to have been set up hundreds of years ago, when the light left those stars. It's possible, but doesn't seem likely.

Fourteen billion years after the Big Bang, the region of space we can directly see is populated by a few hundred billion galaxies, averaging a hundred billion stars each. We

The world is a giant eye, staring back at the stars. When it tires, it closes its lids--just as I am doing now--and gives way to dreams, which is why the night is so much more mysterious than the day.

He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He looked the other way, Her face triggered through his heart, forcing him to look back, and admire that beauty!! Soon He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he'd been lucky enough to find her... Wait it was morning, the dream was actually over !!

So many other planets & stars -- could all those stars set over barren planets, beauty wasted? Or, are sunsets witnessed throughout the universe?

That night, though I was weary with the day, I took to the roof again.... My fingertips rested lightly on the wooden rail. I could not know if stars were equal to each other, but if they were, then the dim ones must be far and farther away, and toward those reaches I hurled my soul.

Be humble for you are made of dung. Be noble for you are made of stars.

Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.

The fault, dear Brutus, lies not in our stars, but in ourselves if we are underlings.

I held in my hand an invisible sword that sliced through every illusion. The sharpness of the blade gave me its icy and dazzling strength. I no longer believed in the compassion of men; I believed in the strength of the gods. I had averted my eyes from my suffering and fixed them on the stars.

The stars looked down at me from infinite space. We are tiny, they said, but you are insignificant.

The Creator spoke the first word, and all that lived on the earth awoke and stretched and opened their mouths and minds to say the word. Through many patterns of stars, they all spoke to one another, the wind to the hawk, the snail to the stone, the frog to the reeds. But after many turnings and many deaths, the languages were forgotten. Yet the sun still moves up and down, and the stars still shift in the sky, and as long as there are movement and harmony, there are words.

I was under the stars, like a fish is under water.

Sometimes the two of them had gone out in the night from his cabin to steal a watermelon or two from some farmer—stolen watermelons are sweeter—and brought them back where, on top of the haystack beside the cabin, they would eat the dripping hearts while bats flitted across the stars. His