Basil of Caesarea Quotes

Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none; / Look up a second time, and, one by one, / You mark them twinkling out with silvery light, / And wonder how they could elude the sight!

We have bottled all the stars this evening, my young friend.

I love the stars. Because they can't say anything. I love the stars. Because they do not judge anyone.

it is the nature of stars to cross

Were the stars out when I left the house last evening? All I could remember was the couple in the Skyline listening to Duran Duran. Stars? Who remembers stars? Come to think of it, had I even looked up at the sky recently? Had the stars been wiped out of the sky three months ago, I wouldn’t have known.

The stars shine as they always do. Same stars. Same sky. Only I am different.

For myself, I declare I don't know anything about it. But the sight of the stars always makes me dream.

If you never saw the stars, candles were enough.

When we look up at night and view the stars, everything we see is shinning because of distant nuclear fusion.

At night the sky is pure astronomy.

Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.

Clouds out of control decoct anticipation. What use can any of us have for two moons? The miracle of order has run out and I am left in an unmiraculous city where anything may happen.

What is it that you contain? The Dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia. The expanding universe opening in your gut. Are your twenty-three feet of intestines loaded with stars?

The Sun, the stars and the seasons as they pass, some can gaze upon these with no strain of fear.

Dogbert gazing at night sky No matter how bad the day is, the stars are always there. Dilbert Actually, many of them burned out years ago, but their light is just now reaching earth. DogbertThank you for shattering my comfortable misconception. DilbertIt's the miracle of science.

It was the hour of morning, when the sun mounts with those stars that shone with it when God's own love first set in motion those fair things

The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space.

Stars are beautiful, but they may not take part in anything, they must just look on forever.

Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch'd in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

A head full of stars, just not in constellation yet.

The Stars. Jared slept beneath them, uneasy in the rustling leaves. From the battlements Finn gazed up at them, seeing the impossible distances between galaxies and nebulae, and thinking they were not as wide as the distances between people. In the study Claudia sensed them, in the sparks and crackles on the screen. In the prison, Attia dreamt of them, She sat curled on the hard chair, Rix repacking his hidden pockets obsessively with coins and glass discs and hidden handkerchiefs. A single spark flickered deep in the coin Keiro spun and caught, spun and caught.

There is no light in earth or heaven but the cold light of stars; and the first watch of night is given to the red planet Mars.

From what we cannot hold the stars are made.

Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: you are all stardust.