#stars

There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#star #stars

The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up. ↗

— André Breton

#stars #surrealism #surreal

What wretched poverty of language! To compare stars to diamonds! ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#poetry #stars #poverty

If I had to tell you how humans made their way to Earth, it would go like this: In the beginning, there was nothing at all but the moon and the sun. And the moon wanted to come out during the day, but there was something so much brighter that seemed to fill up all those hours. The moon grew hungry, thinner and thinner, until she was just a slice of herself, and her tips were as sharp as a knife. By accident, because that is the way most things happen, she poked a hole in the night and out spilled a million stars, like a fountain of tears. Horrified, the moon tried to swallow them up. And sometimes this worked, because she got fatter and rounder.. But mostly it didn't, because there were just so many. The stars kept coming, until they made the sky so bright that the sun got jealous. He invited the stars to his side of the world, where it was always bright. What he didn't tell them, though, was that in the daytime, they'd never be seen. So the stupid ones leaped from the sky to the ground, and they froze under the weight of their own foolishness. The moon did her best. She carved each of these blocks of sorrow into a man or a woman. She spent the rest of her time watching out so that her other stars wouldn't fall. She spent the rest of her time holding onto whatever scraps she had left. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#stars #life

I have walked a stair of swords, I have worn a coat of scars. I have vowed with hollow words, I have lied my way to the stars -Songs of Sapphique ↗

— Catherine Fisher

#lies #scars #stars #journey

Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die. ↗

— John Green

#depressing #peter-van-houten #sad #the-fault-in-our-stars #weakness

While I did not fancy myself a particularly good person, I never thought my first real sexual action would be prostitutional. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #sexuality

Girls think they’re only allowed to wear dresses on formal occasions, but I like a woman who says, you know, I’m going over to see a boy who is having a nervous breakdown, a boy whose connection to the sense of sight itself is tenuous, and gosh dang it, I am going to wear a dress for him. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #connection

But alas, the world is not a wish-granting factory. ↗

— John Green

#young-adult #young-adult

Each star is a mirror reflecting the truth inside you. ↗

— Aberjhani

#inspirational-quotes #metaphysics #philosophy #poetry #self-esteem