“Life has knocked me down plenty of times. But there’s always a little bit of me that tells me to get back up, to rise, and shine. It reminds me that I don’t belong in the dust. I belong in the stars and that’s where I should be headed.And that little bit of me… that’s the one I love the most!”

“Before I met you, all I could see was a black hole.Now the nights are full of bright shining stars whispering your name into a constellation.”

“If it meant brighter stars, she would follow God into the darkness.”

“All of my life wishing on stars, wishing for him has finally come true… My wishes are no longer for me anymore, my wishes now have become for two.”

“I swear that girl was born with a pen in her hand, the moon in her hair and stars in her soul.”

“Under a night’s skyFilled with a hundred billion starsIs it so crazy to believeOur paths were destined to cross?”

“Hay una estrella mas abiertaque la palabra ‘amapola’?Is there a star more wide openthan the word ‘poppy”?”

“Here lies one from a distant star, but the soil is not alien to him, for in death he belongs to the universe.”

“I see an evening sky strewn with diamonds and glass.”

“I curse the heavens for letting the stars fall, I curse myself for not being there to catch them.”

“When striving througha pitch-black night,if you find yourselfmarooned and blue,lift your head highand take a sight,of the billion starsall rooting for you.”

“Imagine the fear the first men must have felt when they saw the sun setting on the horizon and the dark night beginning to rise—They must have felt such hopelessness within their hearts as the darkness descended, only for it to spark back to life as the stars began to shine through. However, the stars do not burn like the sun, do they? They provide little light for the land, which makes one wonder, that perhaps conquering the dark was not their purpose. Maybe the creators of the world intended when they made them, not to bring light into the world, but instead for them to serve as something else.That is the great mystery of our world, is it not? Why would the creators, the gods who shaped the land and the heavens with their hands, forge something so stunning, so dazzling, only to then hide them away during the day and allow men to gaze upon their beauty only when darkness is present—this must mean something, right? Maybe that was their intention all along. Perhaps they knew they could not eliminate the darkness of the night, so instead, they created these beautiful glowing lights in the sky—a small light for the people to cling to—to serve as a constant reminder to all that looked up, that no matter how dark the world seemed, there would always be light. Maybe that is why they created you as well”

“Just take my hand, lead, dance with me…and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free…where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again…in long and priceless moments of shared solitude…”

“The sun loved me again when it saw that the stars would not abandon me.”