Top 1200 Moon And Stars Quotes & Sayings

Our relationship wasn't the sun, the moon, the stars, but it wasn't bullshit, either.

There was no moon but the night sky was a riot of crisp and glittering autumn stars. There were streetlights too and lights on buildings and on bridges which looked like earthbound stars and they glimmered repeated as they were reflected with the city in the night water of the Thames. It’s fairyland thought Richard.

I'm an enormous product of my century, I'm a product of my upbringing. I was not aware of the fact that I was entering marriage with the highest set of expectations that humans have ever brought to the institution. It was really good to find that out. It doesn't have to be the alpha and the omega, the beginning and the end, the moon and the stars - it can just be the moon. It's enough that it just can be what it is.

Ye moon and stars, bear witness to the truth.

The Sun, Moon and Stars are there to guide us.

I watched the night sky with it's countless stars and its moon, and I wondered about the universe and all that had been created, why the stars and the moon rose at night and the sun in the day, how vast it must be, how I could never understand the infinite measure of its size.

The common thread between 'Moon Shoes' and 'Midnight Moonlight' would definitely be their connection to the moon. However, I feel they both capture a very different quality of the moon. Perhaps 'Moon Shoes' epitomizes the moon during the summer, while 'Midnight Moonlight' the winter.

You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

My roses are my jewels; the sun, moon, and stars my clocks; fruit and water my fare.

Oh, if the moon only had a secret, if the moon only held a truth. But the moon was just the moon.

Drink from the stars and toss your hat over the moon.

Don't let's ask for the moon.We have the stars.

I have, as it were, my own sun and moon and stars, and a little world all to myself.

I'm really into space. When I was four years old, I used to pray to the stars and look at the moon.

And when the fog's over and the stars and the moon come out at night it'll be a beautiful sight.

Sometimes when you aim for the stars, you hit the moon.

Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

The moon is whole all the time, but we can’t always see it. What we see is an almost moon or not-quite moon. The rest is hiding just out of view, but there’s only one moon, so we follow it in the sky. We plan our lives based on its rhythms and tides.

The water in the stream may have changed many times, but the reflection of the moon and the stars remains the same.

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.

Shoot for the moon and if you miss you will still be among the stars.

Just think of the illimitable abundance and the marvelous loveliness of light, or of the beauty of the sun and moon and stars.

Looking at the sky last night and the moon in the first fresh dark, just a few stars, bright with their cold flares, I had a little crumpled thought, 'Oh well, the moon. It's just another place like California.' One's imagination drags its feet as we are inexorably hauled into the future.

When we will all see our role in society as servants, we will all light up the sky together like countless stars on a dark night. Don’t think of society as the sky on a full moon night. The moon’s harsh light blinds us to the true and humble work of the stars. But on a moonless night, the true servants shine forth, as though they are connected invisibly in this vast and infinite cosmos.

I turned my head to the sky, to the sun, to the stars, and put a little piece of my love in every star, in the moon, in the sun, and they loved me back. And I became one with the moon and the sun and the stars, and my love kept growing and growing. And I put a little piece of my love in every human, and I became one with the whole of humanity. Wherever I go, whomever I meet, I see myself in their eyes, because I am a part of everything, because I love.

There was a sky somewhere above the tops of the buildings, with stars and a moon and all the things there are in a sky, but they were content to think of the distant street lights as planets and stars. If the lights prevented you from seeing the heavens, then preform a little magic and change reality to fit the need. The street lights were now planets and stars and moon.

Men should take their knowledge from the Sun, the Moon and the Stars.

If you shoot for the stars, you'll at least hit the moon

Amid the moon and the stars, amid the clouds of the night, amid the hills which bordered on the sky with their magnificent silhouette of pointed cedars, amid the speckled patches of the moon, amid the temple buildings that emerged sparkling white out of the surrounding darkness - amid all this, I was intoxicated by the pellucid beauty of Uiko's treachery.

For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon.

The moon is the first milestone on the road to the stars.

People have stars, but they aren't the same. For travelers, the stars are guides. For other people, they're nothing but tiny lights. And for still others, for scholars, they're problems... But all those stars are silent stars. You, though, you'll have stars like nobody else... since I'll be laughing on one of them, for you it'll be as if all the stars are laughing. You'll have stars that can laugh!... and it'll be as if I had given you, instead of stars, a lot of tiny bells that know how to laugh.

To-night when the full-bellied moon swallows the stars. Grant that I know.

Shoot for the moon - if you miss you'll end up in the stars.

How much more beautiful is the moon, Slanting down the gauffered branches of a plum-tree; The moon Wavering across a bed of tulips; The moon, Still, Upon your face. You shine, Beloved, You and the moon. But which is the reflection?

Shoot for the stars. You may not get the stars-but you may get the moon.

Tonight the moon kisses the stars. O beloved,be like that to me!

On a night without moon or stars you can't see a thing, but you can imagine anything.

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.

I always believe shooting for the stars, and at the very least, you can land on the moon.

We make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villians by compulsion.

Glance at the sun. See the moon and stars. Gaze at the beauty of the green earth. Now think.

Clearly I know, the mind is mountains, rivers, and the great earth; sun, moon, and stars.

You can look up, you can see the stars, the moon and the sun, and you wonder: How does it all work? I didn't have the answers, but I was thinking about all this floating amongst the stars. That is my objective.

The stars up close to the moon were pale; they got brighter and braver the farther they got out of the circle of light ruled by the giant moon

The man is the captain, the women is the lieutenant and the kids are the soldiers. Like right now I'm not home with my kids. I teach my Wisdom so when I'm not there she takes care of the shorties. Just like the sun shines on the moon, and when the earth rotates and the moon is over here, and the sun is over here, and the sun and its shaded on the side we get light from the moon, showing and proving how we're symbolic to the stars and things of that nature.

I shoot for the moon but I'm too busy gazing the stars.

As the Little House settled down on her new foundation, she smiled happily. Once again she could watch the sun and moon and stars. Once again she could watch Spring and Summer and Fall and Winter come and go. Once again she was lived in and taken care of. Never again would she be curious about the city... Never again would she want to live there... The stars twinkled above her... A new moon was coming up... It was Spring... And all was quiet and peaceful in the country.

In our village, folks say God crumbles up the old moon into stars.

Who says you cannot hold the moon in your hand? Tonight when the stars come out and the moon rises in the velvet sky, look outside your window, then raise your hand and position your fingers around the disk of light. There you go . . . That was easy!

You yourself are even another little world and have within you the sun and the moon and also the stars.

I felt like the moon, the stars, and all the planets had fallen on me.

I am not a person who reaches for the moon as long as I have the stars.

Yeah we all shine on, like the moon, and the stars, and the sun.

I love to think that animals and humans and plants and fishes and trees and stars and the moon are all connected.

I mean astronomically, that one doesn't even make sense. Because if you shoot for the moon, you're not going to land on the stars. The moon is closer than all of the stars.

There was just one moon. That familiar, yellow, solitary moon. The same moon that silently floated over fields of pampas grass, the moon that rose--a gleaming, round saucer--over the calm surface of lakes, that tranquilly beamed down on the rooftops of fast-asleep houses. The same moon that brought the high tide to shore, that softly shone on the fur of animals and enveloped and protected travelers at night. The moon that, as a crescent, shaved slivers from the soul--or, as a new moon, silently bathed the earth in its own loneliness. THAT moon.

Let the waters settle and you will see the moon and the stars mirrored in your own being.

Oh, don't let's ask for the moon. We've already got the stars.

What was supposed to be so special about a full moon? It was only a big circle of light. And the dark of the moon was only darkness. But halfway between the two, when the moon was between the worlds of light and dark, when even the moon lived on the edge...maybe then a witch could believe in the moon.