Stars Quotes

There is, though I do not know how there is or why there is, a sense of infinite peace and protection in the glittering hosts of heaven. ~ The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. Wells We are merely the stars' tennis-balls, struck and banded Which way please them. ~ The Duchess of Malfi by John Webster "When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don't seem to matter very much, do they?" ~ Night and Day by Virginia Woolf For his part, every beauty of art or nature made him thankful as well as happy, and that the pleasure to be had in listening to fine music, as in looking at the stars in the sky, or at a beautiful landscape or picture, was a benefit for which we might thank Heaven as sincerely as for any other worldly blessing. ~ Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray Looking at these stars suddenly dwarfed my own troubles and all the gravities of terrestrial life. I thought of their unfathomable distance, and the slow inevitable drift of their movements out of the unknown past into the unknown future. ~ The Time Machine by H. G. Wells I would not creep along the coast but steer
Out in mid-sea, by guidance of the stars. ~ Middlemarch by George Eliot In a sky of iron the points of the Dipper hung like icicles and Orion flashed his cold fires. ~ Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton But the moon came slowly up in all her gentle glory, and the stars looked out, and through the small compass of the grated window, as through the narrow crevice of one good deed in a murky life of guilt, the face of Heaven shone bright and merciful. He raised his head; gazed upward at the quiet sky, which seemed to smile upon the earth in sadness, as if the night, more thoughtful than the day, looked down in sorrow on the sufferings and evil deeds of men; and felt its peace sink deep into his heart. ~ Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens "Love knows not distance; it hath no continent; its eyes are for the stars." ~ Parables Of A Province by Gilbert Parker The night crept on apace, the moon went down, the stars grew pale and dim, and morning, cold as they, slowly approached. Then, from behind a distant hill, the noble sun rose up, driving the mists in phantom shapes before it, and clearing the earth of their ghostly forms till darkness came again. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens