Quotes About Celestial

We are all made of stardust

Desire of power, on earth a vicious weed, Yet, sprung from high, is of celestial seed: In God 'tisglory; and when men aspire, 'Tis but a spark too much of heavenly fire.

The soul of man is of the imperishable substance of the stars!

And men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins

God gave man an upright countenance to survey the heavens, and to look upward to the stars.

I look like the man in the moon.

The Fates are here because of supernal anger, celestial imbalance, and arrogance of men and gods that must be curbed.

The soul of man was made to walk the skies.

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

Man will rise, if God by exception lends him a hand; he will rise by abandoning and renouncing his own means, and letting himselfbe raised and uplifted by purely celestial means.

Astrology is astronomy brought down to Earth and applied toward the affairs of men.

We have reason to be grateful for celestial phenomena, for they chiefly answer to the ideal in man.

The sun is but a morning star.

Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger, comes dancing from the east.

Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.

Among whom the gods bless, high on the list are the music people, who tune into celestial vibe-brations and give mortals a taste of immortal sensations.

Music is well said to be the speech of angels.

Music attracts the angels in the universe.

Musicke doth withdraw our mindes from earthly cogitations, lifteth up our spirits into heaven, maketh them light and celestial.

Bring the sky beneath your feet and listen to celestial music everywhere.

If in the after life there is not music, we will have to import it.

It is clearly evident that most events of a widespread nature draw their causes from the enveloping heavens.

I hear the wind among the trees Playing the celestial symphonies; I see the branches downward bent, Like keys of some great instrument.

Look at the stars! Look, look up at the skies! Oh look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!