Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet.
I don't believe in astrology. The only stars I can blame for my failures are those that walk about the stage.
We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made, or only just happened - Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I judged it would have took too long to make so many. Jim said the moon could a laid them; well that looked kind of reasonable, so I didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as many, so of course It could be done.
The fact that astronomies change while the stars abide is a true analogy of every realm of human life and thought, religion not least of all. No existent theology can be a final formulation of spiritual truth.
There were so many fewer questions when stars were still just the holes to heaven.
Her face was fair and pretty, with eyes like two bits of night sky, each with a star dissolved in the blue.
Peace is the evening star of the soul, as virtue is its sun, and the two are never far apart.
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
The brain, which operates on electromagnetic impulses, is as much an activity of the universe as are the electromagnetic storms in the atmosphere or on a distant star. Therefore science is one form of electromagnetism that spends it time studying another formscience is god explaining god through a human nervous systemisn't spirituality the same thing?
If thou tastest a crust of bread, thou tastest all the stars and all the heavens.
Above the stage was a glass-floored second stage, which allowed customers to look up and watch another girl dancing overhead. This multidimensional display of poontang reminded me of the 3-D chessboard on Star Trek, which in turn reminded me that I was a huge nerd.
A straight line can readily be drawn among each of the two series of points corresponding to the maxima and minima, thus showing that there is a simple relation between the brightness of the variables and their periods.
The stars incline, but do not impel.
The light of the Christmas star to you. The warmth of home and hearth to you. The cheer and goodwill of friends to you. The hope of a child-like heart to you. The joy of a thousand angels to you. The love of the Son and God's peace to you.
Often a star was waiting for you to notice it. A wave rolled toward you out of the distant path, or as you walked under an open window, a violin yielded itself to your hearing. All this was mission.
The stars had only one task: they taught me how to read. They taught me I had a language in heaven and another language on earth.
If you never saw the stars, candles were enough.
Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants.
Let your works climb the stars; but you yourself stay on the ground!
A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.
There are faint stars in the night sky that you can see, but only if you look to the side of where they shine. They burn too weakly or are too far away to be seen directly, even if you stare. But you can see them out of the corner of your eye because the cells on the periphery of your retina are more sensitive to light. Maybe truth is just like that. You can see it, but only out of the corner of your eye.
You should always look like a star. Otherwise people will lose a little of the esteem they have for you.
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.
When we were making it [Star Wars], none of the effects were in. So the first time, I thought it was, you know, that - I mean, we were surrounded by English crew members that could hardly keep themselves together. They were, "Here comes the guy in the dog suit." They made fun of us, which was OK. But the first time I was sitting in a theater, and I saw all the effects in, and the big ship flew over the audience, and the sound rumbled, I pretty much thought we were close to home.
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
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