Love is a selfless service to mankind like a showcase done by the twinkling stars in beautiful nightly sky.
I'm gonna love you Till the heavens Stop the rain.I'm gonna Love you Till the stars Fall from the sky For you and I
But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough, can you see the stars.
Stars can't shine without darkness.
She stared at the stars like they were pillow for her mind and in their light she could rest her heavy head.
Happiness is always there. You just have to choose to see it. There's no point dwelling in the dark and ignoring the light of the stars.
Only by contending with challenges that seem to be beyond your strength to handle at the moment you can grow more surely toward the stars.
Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars - mere globs of gas atoms. I, too, can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more?
The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of starsLetting in the light, peephole after peephole--- A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.
The night is alive with stars, and when I lie down and look up, I get lost up there. I feel like I’m falling, but upward, into the abyss of sky above me.
Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at the stars because we are human?
If the poetry world celebrate its female stars at the true level of their productivity and influence, poetry would wind up being a largely female world, and the men would leave.
Space offers extraordinary potential for commerce and adventure, for new innovations and new tests of will. As Americans, we can't help but reach for the stars. It's our nature. It's our destiny.
When you look at the stars and the galaxy, you feel that you are not just from any particular piece of land, but from the solar system.
It doesn't occur to me that I don't drive a cool car until I hang out with Jon Hamm, who picks me up in what looks like a Transformer, and I think, 'Oh, that's what movie stars are driving. I guess I'...
When I die, I will return to where I first came from. Back to the stars.
And there you sit.My eyes burning a hole on the side of your face while the stars are being captured in your eyes from the prolonged, there's-plenty-of-time, full attention you're giving each one.And...
And then as the knives and forks began to clank softly above the white tablecloths, the violins would rise alone, now suddenly mature although tentative and unsure just a short while before; slim and...
Stars cannot achieve their highest potential without the dark.
The love that moves the sun and the other stars.