Quotes on Stars

I set before you two ways: You can use your technology to destroy yourselves or to carry you to the planets and the stars. It's up to you.

I used to dream_x000D_ I used to glance beyond the stars_x000D_ Now I don't know where we are_x000D_ although I know we've drifted far_x000D_ What about yesterday_x000D_ What about the seas_x000D_ The heavens are falling down_x000D_ I can't even breathe_x000D_ What about the bleeding Earth_x000D_ Can't we feel its wounds_x000D_ What about nature's worth?_x000D_ It's our planet's womb.

The reason so many of us are obsessed with becoming stars is because we are not yet starring in our own lives. The cosmic spotlight isn't pointed at you, it radiates from within you.

I was never that kind of star. I was never cast because I was gorgeous.

There are as many atoms in each molecule of your DNA as there are stars in the typical galaxy. This is true for dogs, and bears, and every living thing. We are, each of us, a little universe.

I still haven't gotten over this thing of walking down the street and somebody recognizing you because you've been in a movie. There's this illusion that movie stars only exist in the movies. And to see one live is like seeing a leopard let out of the zoo.

From the outset, I conceived Star Wars as a series of six films, or two trilogies.

I always acted like a star long before I was one.

With pop stars or film stars, we become the object of people's self-definition, as well as the object of sexual definition.

I guess I've always lived the glamorous life of a star. It 's nothing new - I used to spend down to the last dime.

He who exercises government by means of his virtue may be compared to the north polar star, which keeps its place and all the stars turn towards it.

I'd rather be smart than a movie star.

I’m going to be a star, you know why? Because I have nothing left to lose.

I look at anything in nature and how things work - the stars, the pyramids - and I can't imagine that there's not some kind of design to it all. There's got to be something big that we don't understand. I do believe in Jesus. I believe in being good to one another. Life is about spending our time here contributing and not taking away. That's my faith.

It is marvelous indeed to watch on television the rings of Saturn close; and to speculate on what we may yet find at galaxy's edge. But in the process, we have lost the human element; not to mention the high hope of those quaint days when flight would create one world. Instead of one world, we have star wars, and a future in which dumb dented human toys will drift mindlessly about the cosmos long after our small planet's dead.

Since, then, there is no objection to the mobility of the Earth, I think it must now be considered whether several motions are appropriate for it, so that it can be regarded as one of the wandering stars. For the fact that it is not the centre of all revolutions is made clear by the apparent irregular motion of the wandering stars, and their variable distances from the Earth, which cannot be understood in a circle having the same centre as the Earth.

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!

I would not for my life destroy one star of human hope, but I want it so that when a poor woman rocks the cradle and sings a lullaby to the dimpled darling, she will not be compelled to believe that ninety-nine chances in a hundred she is raising kindling wood for hell.

If the man who observes the myriad stars, and considers that they and their innumerable satellites move in their serene dignity through the heavens, each swinging clear of the other's orbit-if, I say, the man who sees this cannot realise the Creator's attributes without the help of the book of Job, then his view of things is beyond my understanding.

Which direction do we take? The one prompted by the passions or the one indicated by the star which shines in your conscience? The Magi heard the answer: "In Bethlehem of Judea; for so it is written by the prophet" (Mt 2: 5), and, enlightened by these words, they chose to press forward to the very end.

The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow.