Our passionate preoccupation with the sky, the stars, and a God somewhere in outer space is a homing impulse. We are drawn back to where we came from.

I am just learning to notice the different colors of the stars, and already begin to have a new enjoyment.

Enthusiasm is the yeast that makes your hopes shine to the stars.

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.

At night, when the sky is full of stars and the sea is still you get the wonderful sensation that you are floating in space.

The way a team plays as a whole determines its success. You may have the greatest.

“The stars are threshed, and the souls are threshed from their husks.”

Look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see, and wonder about what makes the universe exist. be curious.

I looked up at the sky; the pure, wonderful stars were still there, burning.

And tonight the stars'll be out, and don't you know that god is pooh bear?

There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.

It's a wicked life, but what the hell, the stars ain't falling down.