#stars

We ourselves are made of Stardust. ↗

— Carl Sagam

#science #stardust #stars #universe #science

In the tide of these wild thoughts we checked our fancy, remembering that only on the rare grains called planets can life gain foothold, and that all this wealth of restless jewels was but a waste of fire. ↗

— Olaf Stapledon

#impermanece #life #stars #life

All this long human story, most passionate and tragic in the living, was but an unimportant, a seemingly barren and negligible effort, lasting only for a few moments in the life of the galaxy. When it was over, the host of the planetary systems still lived on, with here and there a casualty, and here and there among the stars a new planetary birth, and here and there a fresh disaster. ↗

— Olaf Stapledon

#impermanence #stars #universe #vanity #life

wherever you go,wherever you live, still the stars up there will remain the same, as they were when we were together. ↗

— Jaymin Panchasara

#stars #life

You may think you see plenty of stars, friend reader, but you are wrong. Night is both blacker and more brilliant than you can imagine, and the sky a glory that puts to shame the most splendid jewels at Renwick's. ↗

— Marie Brennan

#stars #imagination

You are the one star I wish upon nightly; praying your glory will fall from the heavens and land in my undeserving arms.  ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#heaven #love #lovers #richelle #richelle-goodrich

We all miss you so much. It just never ends. It feels like we were all wounded in your battle, Caroline. I miss you. I love you. ↗

— John Green

#caroline-mathers #the-fault-in-our-stars #love

In a world turned upside-down, where everything was wrong, bizarre, you could at least look up at the sky and see normality. Stars that shone regardless of who won a civil war, or who should or should not be a president. Their light was billions of years old. They didn't have a care... ↗

— Alex Scarrow

#eternal-war #normality #stars #war #bizarre

It seemed like forever ago, like we'd had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #ya #ya

I did some research on this a couple years ago," Augustus continued. "I was wondering if everybody could be remembered. Like, if we got organized, and assigned a certain number of corpses to each living person, would there be enough living people to remember all the dead people?" "And are there?" "Sure, anyone can name fourteen dead people. But we're disorganized mourners, so a lot of people end up remembering Shakespeare and no one ends up remembering the person he wrote Sonnet Fifty-five about ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars #ya #ya