Quotes About Starry

If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal,—that is your success.

Here are the skies, the planets seven, And all the starry train: Content you with the mimic heaven, And on the earth remain. (Additional Poems, V)

Freedom. It isn't once, to walk out under the Milky Way, feeling the rivers of light, the fields of dark--freedom is daily, prose-bound, routine remembering. Putting together inch by inch the starry worlds. From all the lost collections.

And yet, protest it if we will, Some corner of the mind retains The medieval man, who still Keeps watch upon those starry skeins And drives us out of doors at night To gaze at anagrams of light.

Freedom. It isn't once, to walk out under the Milky Way, feeling the rivers of light, the fields of dark— freedom is daily, prose-bound, routine remembering. Putting together, inch by inch the starry worlds. From all the lost collections.

ASTRO-GYMNASTICS Go on a starlit night, stand on your head, leave your feet dangling outwards into space, and let the starry firmament you tread be, for the moment, your elected base. Feel Earth's colossal weight of ice and granite, of molten magma, water, iron, and lead; and briefly hold this strangely solid planet balanced upon your strangely solid head.

Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.

It was one of those dewy, clear, starry nights, oppressing our spirit, crushing our pride, by the brilliant evidence of the awful loneliness, of the hopeless obscure insignificance of our globe lost in the splendid revelation of a glittering, soulless universe.

De Melkweg,' fluisterde hij in zichzelf... Marika stond naast hem en keek ook omhoog. Ze hief een arm op en volgde het helder oplichtende spoor. 'Sak be,' zei ze in de taal van de Maya's.

For a while they flew on, motionless against the starry sweep of the Galaxy, itself motionless against the infinite sweep of the Universe. And then they turned round. "It'll have to go," the men of Krikkit said as they headed back for home.

She named him after the Dog Star, the brightest star in the night sky.

his father had pointed up and shown him Polaris, hanging up there like a diamond pin holding the black, black sky in place.

When his veering gait And every motion of his starry train Seem governed by a strain Of music, audible to him alone.

It was a clear, starry night, dead calm. Whenever I see a sky like that, I wish I could write music

The starry night moon was smiling with beauty and charm that let me know that I am the star in her sky, and she loves me forever.

When I look up into the starry heavens at night and reflect upon what it is I really see there, I am constrained to say, ´there is no god´.

An empty bus hurtles through the starry nightPerhaps the driver is singingand happy because he sings.

Now there were stars overhead, hanging like frozen spears of light, stabbing the night sky.

I love nature, I really do. I love the great outdoors, I love the concept of quiet, peaceful solitude shared only with the loons calling to each other across the water, and Bambi and Thumper in the forest, and a simple tent between me and the starry, starry sky.

Strange the world about me lies, Never yet familiar grown- Still disturbs me with surprise, Haunts me like a face half known. In this house with starry dome, Floored with gemlike plains and seas, Shall I never feel at home, Never wholly be at ease? On from room to room I stray, Yet my Host can ne'er espy, And I know not to this day Whether guest or captive I. So, between the starry dome And the floor of plains and seas, I have never felt at home, Never wholly been at ease.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fixangelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of the night.

one star appears to stand almost overhead hour after hour, night after night, seemingly never moving even as the others circle perpetually around it. In recognition thereof, it is dubbed Polaris, the pole star ...

His lips parted. "Es tevi m?lu." I love you. For an instant, I saw Jack above me. A moment of time. . . . I blinked, and I was staring into starry amber eyes again.