We shall take a star out of the skies and shall set thousands of worlds on fire...
Cordwainer SmithMots clés science world stars fiction revolution fire on
Hay una estrella mas abierta
que la palabra 'amapola'?
Is there a star more wide open
than the word 'poppy"?
Mots clés words poetry nature stars language
I climb aboard my tricycle and pedal my heart to the stars.
Harley KingMots clés heart stars childhood memory
Look at the stars. See their beauty. And in that beauty, see yourself.
Draya MooneyMots clés beauty meaning-of-life stars life-lessons
Heaven, envious of our joys, is waxen pale;
And when we whisper, then the stars fall down
To be partakers of our honey talk.
(Dido, Queen of Carthage 4.4.52-54)
Mots clés love heaven stars conversation whisper
I will never, never be the same.
I have seen stars.
Real stars.
SUN, MOON, AND STARRY SKY
Early summer evenings, when the first stars come out, the warm glow of sunset still stains the rim of the western sky.
Sometimes, the moon is also visible, a pale white slice, while the sun tarries.
Just think -- all the celestial lights are present at the same time!
These are moments of wonder -- see them and remember.
Mots clés sun heaven stars moon wonder light sky sunset transcendence western summer evening celestial lights evenings starry
I am Orafoura, but you can call me Jarod Kintz. I’m fairly proud to proclaim that Dora J. Arod has me on her short list of “World’s worst writers.” The list couldn’t get any shorter, because I’m the only name on it. I should tell her to stop calling it a list, and change the title to “World’s worst writer.” If you’re wondering why I rate all my work one star, it’s because the rating system doesn’t have a zero star option, or better yet, go into negative numbers.
OrafouraMots clés humor books writers stars readers reviews biography review list ratings rating self-depreciation world-s-worst-writer
There is no way in which a man can earn a star or deserve a sunset.
G.K. ChestertonMots clés success people stars sunset rewards deserve
Sometimes words come out of me and I don't know where they come from or why. They're like falling stars tumbling through the universe; bright, burning things that can't be stopped.
Glenda MillardMots clés words stars universe burning bright
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