Browsing Topic Best Moon And Stars Quotes

Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.

You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.

Life and Reality are not things you can have for yourself unless you accord them to all others. They do not belong to particular persons any more than the sun, moon and stars.

Oh, don’t let’s ask for the moon. We’ve already got the stars.

Some men are by nature explorers; my nature is to stay under the same moon and stars, and if the weather is wet, under the same roof. It’s a strange world, why make it stranger?

Don’t let’s ask for the moon.We have the stars.

While my hand is on the stick, my feet on the rudder, and my eyes on the compass, this consciousness, like a winged messenger, goes out to visit the waves below, testing the warmth of water, the speed of wind, the thickness of intervening clouds. It goes north to the glacial coasts of Greenland, over the horizon to the edge of dawn, ahead to Ireland, England, and the continent of Europe, away through space to the moon and stars, always returning, unwillingly, to the mortal duty of seeing that the limbs and muscles have attended their routine while it was gone.

We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can’t avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole of life is a dream, and the moon and stars bits of nightmare.

He was so much in love with me that I could have asked him for the moon and stars, and he would have gathered them for me.

When its dark enough you can see the stars.

Three things cannot long be hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.

The Sun, Moon and Stars are there to guide us.

If you shoot for the stars and hit the moon, it’s OK. But you’ve got to shoot for something. A lot of people don’t even shoot.

… a country encapsulates our childhood and those lanes, byres, fields, flowers, insects, suns, moons and stars are forever reoccurring.

Clearly I know, the mind is mountains, rivers, and the great earth; sun, moon, and stars.

All this had always been and he had never seen it; he was never present. Now he was present and belonged to it. Through his eyes he saw light and shadows; through his mind he was aware of moon and stars.

I have, as it were, my own sun and moon and stars, and a little world all to myself.

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.

When a child my mother taught me the legends of our people; taught me of the sun and sky, the moon and stars, the clouds and storms. She also taught me to kneel and pray to Usen for strength, health, wisdom, and protection. We never prayed against any person, but if we had aught against any individual we ourselves took vengeance. We were taught that Usen does not care for the petty quarrels of men.

It was magic, I felt the bond between us.She was a jelly to my peanuts, Mars to Venus,The Earth to my sun, moon and stars,We added up mathematically…It’s like I had a bad habit, B!

What do the botanists know? Our lives should go between the lichen and the bark. The eye may see for the hand, but not for the mind. We are still being born, and have as yet but a dim vision of sea and land, sun, moon, and stars, and shall not see clearly till after nine days at least.

Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.

Here, though, there is nothing. Nothing at all. The sky seems empty even when I am looking at the moon and stars.

I’m spiritual! You know what spiritual means! Me and God has a good relationship. I’m in tune with the universe, the sun, moon, and stars. I’m in tune with the jinns that are all around us.

It’s odd to think we might have been Sun, moon and stars unto each other; Only I turned down one little street As you went up another.

So long as a man is faithful to himself, everything is in his favor, government, society, the very sun, moon, and stars.

There’s night and day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things; there’s likewise a wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?

Glance at the sun. See the moon and stars. Gaze at the beauty of the green earth. Now think.

The aspirations and expectations of a virtuous people, environed with so wise, so liberal, so deep, so broad, and so high a charter of equal rights as appears in said Constitution, ought to be treated by those to whom the administration of the laws is entrusted with as much sanctity as the prayers of the Saints are treated in heaven, that love, confidence, and union, like the sun, moon, and stars, should bear witness.

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.

Lady Dance’s music wasn’t a magic charm. I’d misunderstood. We had all failed to understand. The song and dance didn’t stop us dying. It just stopped the fear of death swallowing us up while we were still alive. ‘Rejoice,’ came the soft voice of Lady Dance in my mind. ‘Watch the moon and stars…’ Death had ruled my life till I met Lady Dance. Her dance had set me free.

This is where the story starts, in this threadbare room. The walls are exploding. The windows have turned into telescopes. Moon and stars are magnified in this room. The sun hangs over the mantelpiece. I stretch out my hand and reach the corners of the world. The world is bundled up in this room. Beyond the door, where the river is, where the roads are, we shall be. We can take the world with us when we go and sling the sun under your arm. Hurry now, it’s getting late. I don’t know if this is a happy ending but here we are let loose in open fields.

Did men but consider that the sun, moon, and stars, and every other object of the senses, are only so many sensations in their minds, which have no other existence but barely being perceived, doubtless they would never fall down and worship their own ideas; but rather address their homage to that eternal invisible Mind which produces and sustains all things.