A Quote by George Howe Colt

The poetic sensibility was too good for this world, it was best to burn brightly and to die young like a shooting star. — © George Howe Colt
The poetic sensibility was too good for this world, it was best to burn brightly and to die young like a shooting star.
For some actors, their star shines brightly and fizzles out. My star doesn't shine that brightly, but it buzzes along. Hopefully, that means it will last longer.
Some are bound to die young. By dying young a person stays young in people's memory. If he burns brightly before he dies, his brightness shines for all time.
I like to consider myself a star - a star, that when you look in the sky, it's always there. And on a clear night... a shooting star comes by, and get a little thrill, and you make a little wish. You need both types of stars, the shooting and the constant stars. The heavens include them all.
I like a man who's good, but not too good - for the good die young, and I hate a dead one.
I really like playing people who are exciting to watch and who burn brightly.
I am not going to die, I'm going home like a shooting star.
We have to burn brightly. We can’t burn forever
The idea of being a writer attracts a good many shiftless people, those who are merely burdened with poetic feelings or afflicted with sensibility.
I'm too young, too smart and too good-looking to die.
When Uncle Bob (or Ted or Ray) promised to send a shooting star over the house to mark a young listener's birthday, the young listener, who had hung out the window for an hour without seeing the star, questioned not Uncle Bob (or Ted or Ray), but his own eyesight.
Most people have already seen a cosmic collision. If you've seen a shooting star ever, you've seen a cosmic collision, because a shooting star is not a star. It's a tiny dust or pea sized fragment of an asteroid or a comet hitting our atmosphere and burning up as it hits in, as it comes in.
The real gladiators of the world are so humble in their origins and unremarkable in appearance that when we stand next to them in a grocery-store line, we never guess how brightly their souls can burn in the dark.
Some die too young, some die too old; the precept sounds strange, but die at the right age.
A star is a person who shines so brightly,who gives their gifts so fully,who loves so completely that everyone is drawn by the light of this star to find the way home.
Burn brightly without burning out.
I’m too young, too smart, and too good-looking to die. Yeah, and then some. The world needed him to improve the gene pool. Not to mention, at fourteen he hadn’t even had his first date yet. He’d only just, this night, had his first kiss. He should have recognized that alone as a sign that the apocalypse was coming and that his death was imminent.’ – Nick
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