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Acton, Loren

When you look out the other way toward the stars you realize it's an awful long way to the next watering hole.

In Kevin W. Kelley The Home Planet With Plate 84


This waste of year-long vigil I have prayed God for some respite, watching elbow-stayed, As sleuthhounds watch, above the Atreidae's hall, Till well I know yon midnight festival Of swarming stars, and them that lonely go, Bearers to man of summer and of snow. . .

The Agamemnon Watchman (p. 1)

Alighieri, Dante

...and thence we issued forth again to see the stars.

The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri


Canto XXXIV, L. 138

Aurelius, Marcus

Look round at the courses of the stars, as if thou were going along with them; and constantly consider the changes of the elements into one another; for such thoughts purge away the filth of the terrene life..

Meditations Book VII.47

Brown, Fredric

Overhead and in the far distance are the lights in the sky that are stars. The stars they tell us we can never reach because they are too far away. They lie; we'll get there. If rockets won't take us, something will.

The Lights in the Sky are Stars 1997 (p. 20)

Bryant, William Cullen

The sad and solemn night

Hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires;

The glorious host of light

Walk the dark hemisphere till she retires;

All through her silent watches, gliding slow,

Her constellations come and climb the heavens and go.

In Parke Godwin (ed.) The Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant

Volume I Hymn to the North Star

Bunting, Basil

Furthest, fairest thing, stars, free of our humbug, each his own, the longer known, the more alone, wrapt in emphatic fire roaring out to a black flue... Then is Now. The star you steer by is gone.

Collected Poems Briggflats V (p. 58)

Burke, Edmund

The starry heaven, though it occurs so very frequently to our view, never fails to excite an idea of grandeur. This cannot be owing to the stars themselves, separately considered. The number is certainly the cause. The apparent disorder augments the grandeur, for the appearance of care is highly contrary to our ideas of magnificence. Besides, the stars lie in such apparent confusion, as makes it impossible on ordinary occasions to reckon them. This gives them the advantage of a sort of infinity.

A Philosophical Enquiry into the Origin of Our Ideas of the Sublime and Beautiful

Magnificence (p. 139)

Burnet, Thomas

They lie carelessly scatter'd, as if they had been sown in the Heaven, like Seed, by handfuls; and not by a skilful hand neither. What a beautiful Hemisphere they would have made, if they had been plac'd in rank and order, if they had been all dispos'd into regular figures, and the little ones set with due regard to the greater. Then all finisht and made up into one fair piece or great Composition, according to the rules of Art and Symmetry.

The Sacred Theory of the Earth Book II Chapter XI (p. 220)

Campbell, Thomas

And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky.

The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell The Soldier's Dream

In yonder pensile orb, and every sphere That gems the starry girdle of the year.

The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell Pleasures of Hope Part II

Carlyle, Thomas

...when I gaze into these Stars, have they not looked down on me as if with pity, from their serene spaces: like Eyes glistening with heavenly tears over the little lot of man! Thousands of human generations, all as noisy as our own, have been swallowed-up by Time, and there remains no wreck of them any more; and Arcturus and Orion and Sirius and the Pleiades are still shining in their courses, clear and young, as when the Shepard first noted them in the plain of Shinar.

Sartor Resartus, On Heroes, Hero-Worship and the Heroic in History

Sartor Resartus Book II, Chapter VIII (p. 138)

Canopus shining-down over the desert, with its blue diamond brightness (that wild, blue, spirit-like brightness far brighter than we ever witness here), would pierce into the heart of the wild Ishmaelitish man, whom it was guiding through the solitary waste there.

Sartor Resartus, On Heroes, Hero-Worship and the Heroic in History On Heroes, Hero-Worship and the Heroic in History

Lecture I

Clarke, Arthur C.

The thing's hollow—it goes on forever—an—oh my God!—it's full of stars.

2001: A Space Odyssey Chapter XXXIV (p. 119)

Cole, Thomas

How lovely are the portals of the night, When stars come out to watch the daylight die.


Coleridge, Samuel Taylor

...the stars hang bright above her dwelling,

Silent as though they watched the sleeping Earth!

The Poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge Dejection : An Ode Stanza VIII

Crane, Hart

Stars scribble on our eyes the frosty sagas, The gleaming cantos of unvanquished space.

The Complete Poems and Selected Letters and Prose of Hart Crane

Cape Hatteras

Darwin, Erasmus

Roll on, ye stars! Exult in youthful prime, Mark with bright curves the printless steps of time... Flowers of the sky! Ye too to age must yield, Frail as your silken sisters of the field.

The Botanic Garden Part I, Canto IV, X, L. 379

de Saint-Exupery, Antoine

All men have the stars...but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all these stars are silent. You—you alone—will have the stars as no one else has them...

The Little Prince XXVI (p. 85)

de Tabley, Lord

The May-fly lives an hour, The star a million years; But as a summer flower, Or as a maiden's fears, They pass, and heaven is bare

As tho' they never were.

The Collected Poems of Lord de Tabley Hymn to Astarte

Eddington, Sir Arthur is reasonable to hope that in a not too distant future we shall be competent to understand so simple a thing as a star.

The Internal Constitution of the Stars Chapter XIII (p. 393)

Eddington, Sir Arthur Stanley

I am aware that many critics consider the conditions in the stars not sufficiently extreme...the stars are not hot enough. The critics lay themselves open to an obvious retort: we tell them to go and find a hotter place.

Stars and Atoms Lecture 3

Eliot, George

The stars are golden fruit Upon a tree All out of reach

The Spanish Gypsy The World is Great

Emerson, Ralph Waldo

The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible.

Essays and Lectures Nature: Addresses and Lectures Chapter I (p. 9)

If a man would be alone, let him look at the stars. The rays that come from those heavenly worlds, will separate between him and what he touches. One might think the atmosphere was made transparent with this design, to give man, in the heavenly bodies, the perpetual presence of the sublime. Seen in the streets of cities, how great they are!

Essays and Lectures Nature: Addresses and Lectures Chapter I (p. 9)

...these delicately emerging stars, with their private and ineffable glances.

Essays and Lectures Essays Second Series Nature (p. 543)

Hitch your wagon to a star.

Society and Solitude Civilization (p. 27)

Flecker, James Elroy

West of these out to seas colder than the Hebrides I must go Where the fleet of stars is anchored and the young Star-captains glow.

The Collected Poems of James Elroy Flecker The Dying Patriot

Goodenough, Ursula

I lie on my back under the stars and the unseen galaxies and I let their enormity wash over me. I assimilate the vastness of the distances, the impermanence, the fact of it all. I go all the way out and then I go all the way down, to the fact of photons without mass and gauge bosons that become massless at high temperatures. I take in the abstractions about forces and symmetries and they caress me, like Gregorian chants because the words are so haunting.

The Sacred Depths of Nature Chapter I (pp. 12-13)

Grondal, Florence Armstrong

...if all the wondrous phenomena of visible stars could be seen on but one of the nights of our long ride about the sun, the civilized world would spend its last cent on glasses and sit up until dawn to feast its eyes on the sublimity of the spectacle.

The Music of the Spheres Chapter II (p. 16)

If all the diamonds in the world were melted into one huge magical jewel, its sparkling brilliance would pale beside Sirus, the diamond of the heavens.

The Music of the Spheres Chapter VIII (p. 159)

Guiterman, Arthur

When the bat's on the wing and the bird's in the tree, Comes the starlighter, whom none may see.

First in the West where the low hills are, He touches his wand to the Evening Star.

Then swiftly he runs on his rounds on high, Till he's lit every lamp in the dark blue sky.

Gaily the Troubadour The Starlighter (p. 190)

While poets feign that, passing earthly bars, We Fireflies shall someday shine as Stars, Our scientists, more plausibly surmise That Stars are underdeveloped Fireflies.

Gaily the Troubadour My Firefly Stars (p. 187)

Habington, William

The starres, bright cent'nels of the skies.

The Poems of William Habington Dialogue between Night and Araphil, L. 3

When I survey the bright Celestial sphere,

So rich with jewels hung, that night Doth like an Ethiop bride appear: My soul her wings doth spread, And heavenward flies, The Almighty's mysteries to read In the large volumes of the skies.

Source unknown

Hardy, Thomas

The sky was clear—remarkably clear—and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse.

Far From the Madding Crowd Chapter 2 (p. 7)

The sovereign brilliancy of Sirius pierced the eye with a steely glitter, the star called Capella was yellow, Albebaran and Betelgueux shone with a fiery red.

To persons standing alone on a hill during a clear midnight such as this, the roll of the world eastward is almost a palpable movement.

Far From the Madding Crowd Chapter 2 (p. 7)

Hearn, Lafcadio

The infinite gulf of blue above seems a shoreless sea, whose foam is stars, a myriad million lights are throbbing and flickering and palpitating...

In Elizabeth Bisland The Life and Letters of Lafcadio Hearn Volume I Letter to H.E. Krehbiel 1877 (p. 170)

Heine, Heinrich

Perhaps the stars in the sky only appear to us to be so beautiful and pure because we are so far away from them and do not know their intimate lives. Up above there are certainly a few stars that lie and beg; stars that put on airs; stars that are forced to commit all possible transgressions; stars that kiss and betray each other; stars that flatter their enemies and, what is even more painful, their friends, just as we do here below.

The Romantic School and Other Essays The Romantic School Book 2 Chapter III (p. 73)

Herrick, Robert

The starres of the night

Will lend thee their light

Like Tapers cleare without number.

In J. Max Patrick (ed.) The Complete Poetry of Robert Herrick The Night-piece, to Julia Stanza 3

Hodgson, Ralph

I stood and stared, the sky was lit, The sky was stars all over it, I stood, I knew not why, Without a wish, without a will, I stood upon that silent hill And stared into the sky until My eyes were blind with stars and still I stared into the sky.

Collected Poems The Song of Honour


And on the windless night the stars shine clear Around the moon, as if the veiling sky Has broken open to reveal its lamps. . .


Hoyle, Fred

The stars are best seen as a spectacle, not from everyday surroundings where trees and buildings, to say nothing of street lighting, distract the attention too much, but from a steep mountainside on a clear night, or from a ship at sea. Then the vault of heaven appears incredibly large and seems to be covered by an uncountable number of fiery points of light.

The Nature of the Universe Chapter 3 (p. 51)

Huxley, Julian

And all about the cosmic sky, The black that lies beyond our blue, Dead stars innumerable lie, And stars of red and angry hue Not dead but doomed to die.

The Captive Shrew Cosmic Death

Isaiah 40:26

Lift up your eyes on high and see: who created these? He who brings out their host by number, calling them all by name; by the greatness of his might, and because he is strong in power, not one is missing.

The Bible

Jacobson, Ethel

Crystal fish Caught in the seine Of the trawler, Night.

Nature Magazine Stars (p. 260) May 1958

Jeffers, Robinson

I seem to have stood a long time and watched the stars pass. They also shall perish, I believe.

The Selected Poetry ofRobinson Jeffers Margrave

Job 38:7

The morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy.

The Bible

Job 38:32

Canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons?

The Bible

Keats, John

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendor hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient, sleepless Ermite, The moving waters at their priest-like task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores.

The Complete Poetical Works of Keats Bright Star

Krutch, Joseph Wood

The stars are little twinkling rogues who light us home sometimes when we are drunk but care for neither you nor me nor any man.

The Twelve Seasons June (p. 46)

Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth

The stars arise, and the night is holy.

The Poetical Works ofHenry Wadsworth Longfellow

Hyperion Book I, Chapter 1

Lowell, Percival

Bright points in the sky or a blow on the head will equally cause one to see stars.


Mandino, Og

I will love the light for it shows me the way; yet I will love the darkness for it shows me the stars.

The Greatest Salesman in the World Chapter 9 (p. 64)

Meredith, George

He reached a middle height, and at the stars, Which are the brain of heaven, he looked, and sank. Around the ancient track marched, rank on rank, The army of unalterable law.

Poems of George Meredith Lucifer in Starlight



Bright points in the sky or a blow on the head will equally cause one to see stars.

Percival Lowell - (See p. 347) Milton, John

And all the spangled hosts keep watch in squadrons bright.

Miscellaneous Poems Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity, L. 21

Witness this new-made World, another Heav'n from Heaven Gate not farr, founded in view On the clear Hyaline, the Glassie Sea; Of amplitude almost immense, with starr's Numerous, and every Starr perhaps a World Of destined habitation. . .

Paradise Lost Book VII, L. 617-22

Mitchell, Maria

When we are chaffed and fretted by small cares, a look at the stars will show us the littleness of our own interests.

In Phebe Mitchell Kendall Maria Mitchell: Life, Letters, and Journals Chapter VII (p. 138)

We call the stars garnet and sapphire; but these are, at best, vague terms. Our language has not terms enough to signify the different delicate shades; our factories have not the stuff whose hues might make a chromatic scale for them.

In Phebe Mitchell Kendall Maria Mitchell: Life, Letters, and Journals Chapter XI (p. 235)

Pagels, Heinz R.

Stars are born, they live and they die. Filling the night sky like beacons in an ocean of darkness, they have guided our thoughts over the millennia to the secure harbor of reason.

Perfect Symmetry Part 1 Chapter 2 (p. 30)


Vain would be the attempt of telling all the figures of them circling as in a dance, and their juxtapositions, and the return of them in their revolutions upon themselves, and their approximations. . .

Timaeus Section 40

Poe, Edgar Allan

Look down into the abysmal distances!—attempt to force the gaze down the multitudinous vistas of the stars, as we sweep slowly through them thus—and thus—and thus! Even the spiritual vision, is it not all points arrested by the continuous golden walls of the universe?—the walls of the myriads of the shining bodies that mere number has appeared to blend into unity?

In H. Beaver (ed.) The Science Fiction ofEdgar Allan Poe The Power of Words (p. 171)


I know that I am mortal and ephemeral. But when I search for the close-knit encompassing convolutions of the stars, my feet no longer touch the earth, but in the presence of Zeus himself I take my fill of ambrosia which the gods produce.

Attributed In Johannes Kepler Mysterium Cosmographicum Title page

Raymo, Chet

I weigh out nebulas. I dam up the Milky Way and use it to grind my grain. I put up summer stars like vegetables in jars for my delectation in winter. I have winter stars folded in boxes in the attic for cloudy summer nights.

Sky and Telescope Night Brought to Numbers (p. 555) Volume 71, Number 6, June 1966

Service, Robert

The waves have a story to tell me, As I lie on the lonely beach; Chanting aloft in the pine-tops, The wind has a lesson to teach; But the stars sing an anthem of glory I cannot put into speech.

Collected Poems of Robert Service The Three Voices

Shakespeare, William

...these blessed candles of the night...

The Merchant of Venice Act V, scene I, L. 220

Smythe, Daniel

The years of sky are now galactic, So deep that we have little trace. Our spectrographs, cool and emphatic, Betray the depths of stars and space.

What do we seek on dizzying borders Or groups of systems we have classified? We cannot search in these huge orders And find the answers they have passed.

Nature Magazine Strange Horizons (p. 101) February 1958

Spenser, Edmund

He that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.

The Complete Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser The Shepherdess Calendar

Taylor, Bayard

Each separate star

Seems nothing, but a myriad scattered stars Break up the night, and make it beautiful.

Lars Book III Conclusion

Teasdale, Sara

Stars over snow,

And in the west a planet

Swinging below a star—

Look for a lovely thing and you will find it

It is not far—It will never be far.

The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale


Tennyson, Alfred

...the fiery Sirius alters hue

And bickers into red and emerald.

The Complete Poetical Works of Tennyson The Princess

Thompson, Francis

Thou canst not stir a flower Without troubling of a star.

Complete Poetical Works of Francis Thompson The Mistress of Vision Stanza XXII

Thoreau, Henry David

The stars are the apexes of what wonderful triangles! What distant and different beings in the various mansions of the universe are contemplating the same one at the same moment!

Walden Economy (p. 8)

Truly the stars were given for a consolation to man.

The Writings of Henry David Thoreau Volume 5

A Walk to Wachusett (p. 146)

Jane was watching Mrs Corry splashing the glue on the sky and Mary Poppins sticking on the stars. . .

"What I want to know," said Jane, "is this: Are the stars gold paper or is the gold paper stars?"

There was no reply to her question and she did not expect one. She knew that only someone very much wiser than Michael could give her the right answer...

Mary Poppins Chapter 8 (p. 88)

Trevelyan, G.M.

The stars out there rule the sky more than in England, big and lustrous with the honour of having shone upon the ancients and been named by them.

Twain, Mark

There's another trouble about theories: there's always a hole in them somewheres, sure, if you look close enough. It's just so with this one of Jim's. Look what billions and billions of stars there is. How does it come that there was just exactly enough star-stuff, and none left over? How does it come there ain't no sand-pile up there?

The Complete Works ofMark Twain Volume 14 Tom Sawyer Abroad (pp. 78-9)

There are too many stars in some places and not enough in others, but that can be remedied presently, no doubt.

The Diaries of Adam and Eve Eve's Diary Sunday (p. 7)


The meek shall inherit the Earth, the rest of us will go to the stars.

Source unknown

LECTURER: "Fundamentally, a star is a pretty simple structure..." VOICE FROM THE AUDIENCE: "You would look pretty simple, too, at a distance of ten parsecs."

In Arthur Beer Vistas in Astronomy Volume 1

Colloquium in Cambridge University, 1954 (p. 247)

Vaughan, Henry

The Jewel of the Just, Shining nowhere but in the dark; What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust, Could man outlook that mark!

Poetry and Selected Prose Accession Hymn

Webster, John

We are merely the stars' tennis-balls, struck and bandied Which way please them.

In J.M. Morrell Four English Tragedies The Duchess of Malfy Act V, Scene 4

Whitman, Walt

I was thinking the day most splendid till I

saw what the not-day exhibited; I was thinking of this globe enough till there sprang out so noiseless around me myriads of other globes.

In James E. Miller, Jr (ed.) Complete Poetry and Selected Prose Night on the Prairies

Wordsworth, William

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!

The Complete Poetical Works of Wordsworth Calm is the Fragrant Air

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