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Even the constellations can see us now: we are seventeen and shattered and still dancing. We have messy, throbbing hearts, and we are stronger than anyone could ever know.
...but at night when he turns the awkward [telescope] skyward, he catches his breath at the clarity of the image and the vast populations of stars unknown to him until then, the riotous glittering in the dark crevices between constellations, a convocation of bright spirits waiting to be found.
The constellations this year seem unfavourable to rebels.
Ursa Major, Leo, Cepheus. Her breaths came easier and slower with each familiar constellation.
No matter where we are, we'll always share the same sky. We can always find each other in the same constellation.
He watched them go, spreading out against the sky, like new constellations playing amongst the stars.
Sitting in the middle of my own constellation I can't imagine how I'll feel if you don't come.
A constellation is not an entity at all, not the kind of thing that Uranus, or anything else, can sensibly be said to 'move into.'
O stars, isn't it from you that the lover's desire for the face of his beloved arises? Doesn't his secret insight into her pure features come from the pure constellations? - from "The Third Elegy" by Rainer Maria Rilke Fine
And strange-eyed constellations reign
His stars eternally.
Teachers are about the brightest stars in our constellation.
When the world throws you too much information, the only way you can stay sane or survive is to look for pattern recognition. Amidst all the blurs, is there a constellation that emerges, is there a straight line that's emerging?
Jubilation knows and Longing grants
only Lament still learns; with girlish hands
she counts the ancient evil through the nights.
But suddenly, unpracticed and askant,
she lifts one of our voice's constellations
Into the sky unclouded by her breath.
If you were searching. I also would have left a small indication that something so important, something so critical to your soul has disappeared. The sole reason a constellation exists is because it's a sum of its parts. To lose one of those parts ... it's painful and irreversible.
A constellation of Utopians is a group which only seems a group to us because we seek familiar institutions in their government, as we use the shapes of beasts and heroes to make false sense of the sea of stars.
The dark night was the first book of poetry and the constellations were the poems.
The room seemed suddenly to clarify, as when a chance scatter of stars resolves into a constellation before the eye.
First, the thoughts are chosen,
then the prayers are spoken.
The candles are lit,
then the plea is submitted.
But soon after you move away,
there is wax;
melting, adulterating and braiding-
a new constellation up on your blanks.
As a constellation, theoretical thought circles the concept it would like to unseal, hoping that it may fly open like the lock of a well-guarded safe-deposit box: in response, not to a single key or a single number, but to a combination of numbers
The stars are like letters that inscribe themselves at every moment in the sky. Everything in the world is full of signs. All events are coordinated. All things depend on each other. Everything breathes together.
With which stars do they go on speaking,the rivers that never reach the sea?
The universe is full of men going through the same motions in the same surroundings, but carrying within themselves, and projecting around them, universes as mutually remote as the constellations.
The belief in their actions can mend constellations. The ambition in their thirst for knowledge can both create and destroy.
In ancient days, men looked at stars and saw their heroes in the constellations. In modern times, we do much the same, but our heroes are epic men (and women) of flesh and blood.
Our lives are a constellation of events, strung together, glittering; the shapes only being seen from a distance.
Let her remain where she is. A constellation away.
The social moulds civilization fits us into have no more relation to our actual shapes than the conventional shapes of the constellations have to the real star-patterns.
Every luminary in the constellation of human greatness, like the stars, comes out in the darkness to shine with the reflected light of God.
His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.
Overhead shone the great star of the constellation of Lyra, destined to be the polar star for men who will live tens of thousands of years after we have ceased to be.
The mystery of the evening-star brilliant in silence and distance between the downward-surging plunge of the sun and the vast, hollow seething of inpouring night. The magnificence of the watchful morning-star, that watches between the night and the day, the gleaming clue to the two opposites.
Above our heads, the stars flare and glitter and flash: thousands and thousands of them, so many thousands they look like snowflakes whirling away into the inky dark.
More stars in the north are seen not to set, while in the south certain stars are no longer seen to rise.
Don't we all look up at the same stars?Stars-- A.d. Posey
So now, when the people of Earth looked up into the night sky at the place where they ought to have seen the moon, they saw instead this slowly tumbling constellation of white boulders.
Stars to live by. Stars to steer by. Stars to die by.
I marveled over the cosmic metaphors in my life. Found that all I needed to see and all I needed to know; all I needed to understand could be found in a constellation shaped like the Big Dipper.
The healing of the world is in its nameless saints. Each separate star seems nothing, but a myriad scattered stars break up the night and make it beautiful.
Ideas are to objects as constellations are to stars [translated from Trauerspiel, 1928].
The thousand stars that shine in the light of day
The stars give light to night sky.
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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.
You can enjoy stargazing just by going out and learning a couple constellations with your kids.
The planets show what is happening, the signs how it is happening, and the houses where it is happening.
Lights of the world, and stars of human race.
Silently he traces out a new constellation, one only he knows. One with Noemi at the very heart.
After a few minutes Jim was forced to admit that he could recognize none of the constellations. Like everything else since the war, the sky was in a state of change. For all their movements, the Japanese aircraft were its only fixed points, a second zodiac above the broken land.
She would give them order. She would create constellations.
To understand
The signs that stars compose, we need depend
Only on stars that are entirely there
And the apparent space between them. There
Never need be lines between them, puzzling
Our sense of what is what.
The bottom line is that the position of the Sun relative to the stars slowly changes for any given date, and over the course of 26,000 years, it can easily slide between constellations. So you may think you're a Pisces, but you're actually an Aquarius.
The night sky in Egypt is a swirling mass of stars so bright and numerous the sky seems to tremble with the ice-blue weight of them.
The stars are the apexes of what triangles!
As i emerge on deck the ordered arrangement of the stars meets my eye, unclouded, infinitely wearisome. There they are: stars, sun, sea, light, darkness, space, great waters; the formidable Work of the Seven Days, into which mankind seems to have blundered unbidden. Or else decoyed.
With the signs of the Disc zodiac. There were sixty-four of them, from Wezen the Double-headed Kangaroo to Gahoolie, the Vase of Tulips (a constellation of great religious significance whose meaning, alas, was now lost).
Order is the primary regulation of the celestial regions.
After all, the night sky is a mess of stars -- a million fireflies crammed into infinity. But the mess becomes a map once you know how to use it.
The Zodiac had rearranged itself into a precise grid of bright points with luminous tails. It was as though the whole planet had been caught in some great closing net, the knots of its mesh aglow with St. Elmo's fire. It was beautiful. It was terrifying.
The sky is filled with stars.
The stars govern our conditions
I wish I could read what she's written there. Instead, I pretend the letters are stars. The words, constellations.
On any given night the stars are endless losses or endless gains. One for the love you experience and one for the love you lose. One for the unfulfilled wish and one for the wish yet to come.
Our satellites are reaching stars
And there are people who are still searching stars in Horoscopes
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars
Stars are the souls of old sailors. They plot the skies and guide the wayward home.
The stars are the land-marks of the universe.
They were astronomers plotting the trajectories of stars.
Tasteful illumination of the night, Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
Much as I love looking at the stars, I never learned to guide by them. I mark my course by people.
Let's go over a little astrography. Geography is the mother of strategy, they say.
The beauty spot by her lip was one of a dozen or so scattered over her body. My new constellations.
The stars here and the ones there are each special for their own reason. You grew up looking at these, while I looked at mine. Now we've both looked at each of them together.
The room smelled of old cigarsmoke. He leaned and turned off the little brass lamp and sat in the dark. Through the front window he could see the starlit prairie falling away to the north. The black crosses of the old telegraph poles yoked across the constellations passing east to west.
They send their shout to the stars.
[Lat., Clamorem ad sidera mittunt.]
You are down there alone, the stars seemed to say to him. And we are up here, in our constellations, together.
Authors may be divided into falling stars, planets, and fixed stars: the first have a momentary effect; the second have a much longer duration; but the third are unchangeable, possess their own light, and work for all time.
My desire to see as much of the world as I could started with these stars.
The soul of the newly born baby is marked for life by the pattern of the stars at the moment it comes into the world, unconsciously remembers it, and remains sensitive to the return of configurations of a similar kind.
He insisted that stars were people so well loved, they were traced in constellations, to live forever
Above and behind them the Dipper turned on its great handle as if to pour night itself out onto the dreaming continent and each of its seven stars gleamed from between the fitful clouds.
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!
The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order.
If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.
Stars have passed judgement over the most terrible of our failures and have been the proud witnesses of our grandest triumphs. They are the silent observers of our history and lives.
All he knew was that she shone, like a constellation in the shape of a girl.
We live in a modest system, a galaxy called the Milky Way. If we named every star in the Milky Way and put them in the Hollywood telephone directory and stacked those telephone directories up, we'd have a pile of telephone directories 70 miles high.
Aquarius is a miscellaneous set of stars all at different distances from us, which have no connection with each other except that they constitute a (meaningless) pattern when seen from a certain (not particularly special) place in the galaxy (here).
The starry cope Of heaven.
Torrent of light and river of air,
Along whose bed the glimmering stars are seen,
Like gold and silver sands in some ravine
Where mountain streams have left their channels bare!
Sleep: the moon still hasn't moved the width of a constellation since you were a girl. Since you have become a woman, the stars that stand above the halls of Palladios have not yet disappeared behind the domes of San Marco. But only since then has the world become the world.
Sun, moon, and stars.
Throughout the hours of the night, though there had been few to hear it, the whole sky had been loud with the singing of these constellations.
I love you, what star do you live on?
Destiny spelled out in a constellation of cheap chrome.
Come see the cherry trees of a water constellation
and the round key of the rapid universe,
come touch the fire of instantaneous blue,
come before its petals are consumed.
Stars which stand as thick as dewdrops on the field of heaven.
Blinking, twinkling, burning bright
Are all the stars that light the night.
Dippers, Ursa's and Orion too,
But don't forget the star in you.
The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.
Each star is a mirror reflecting the truth inside you.
The stars, bright sentinels of the skies.