Shooting Stars Poem Quotes

#1. Find someone and live in awe of them. #Quote by Atticus Poetry

#2. Unable to sleep after the others had drowsed off, I crawled out of the tent and lay on the ground, looking at the sky. Now and then, a shooting star would trace a bright arc across the heavens. The longer I watched, though, the more nervous it made me. There were simply too many stars, and the sky was too vast and deep. A huge, overpowering foreign object, it surrounded me, enveloped me, and made me feel almost dizzy. Until that moment, I had always thought that the earth on which I stood was a solid object that would last forever. Or rather, I had never thought about such a thing at all. I had simply taken it for granted. #Quote by Haruki Murakami

#3. Our flushing hearts, trying to climb to the stars- how with the wrong wind, we can fall. #Quote by Ava Dellaira

#4. Call themselves?" asked Yama. "You are wrong, Sam, Godhood is more than a name. It is a condition of being. One does not achieve it merely by being immortal, for even the lowliest laborer in the fields may achieve continuity of existence. Is it then the conditioning of an Aspect? No. Any competent hypnotist can play games with the self-image. Is it the raising up of an Attribute? Of course not. I can design machines more powerful and more accurate than any faculty a man may cultivate. Being a god is the quality of being able to be yourself to such an extent that your passions correspond with the forces of the universe, so that those who look upon you know this without hearing your name spoken. Some ancient poet said that the world is full of echoes and correspondences. Another wrote a long poem of an inferno, wherein each man suffered a torture which coincided in nature with those forces which had ruled his life. Being a god is being able to recognize within one's self these things that are important, and then to strike the single note that brings them into alignment with everything else that exists. Then, beyond morals or logic or esthetics, one is wind or fire, the sea, the mountains, rain, the sun or the stars, the flight of an arrow, the end of a day, the clasp of love. One rules through one's ruling passions. Those who look upon gods then say, without even knowing their names, 'He is Fire. She is Dance. He is Destruction. She is Love.' So, to reply to your statement, the #Quote by Roger Zelazny

#5. Outside the window, there slides past that unimaginable and deserted vastness where night is coming on, the sun declining in ghastly blood-streaked splendour like a public execution across, it would seem, half a continent, where live only bears and shooting stars and the wolves who lap congealing ice from water that holds within it the entire sky. All white with snow as if under dustsheets, as if laid away eternally as soon as brought back from the shop, never to be used or touched. Horrors! And, as on a cyclorama, this unnatural spectacle rolls past at twenty-odd miles an hour in a tidy frame of lace curtains only a little the worse for soot and drapes of a heavy velvet of dark, dusty blue. #Quote by Angela Carter

#6. And from then on I bathed in the Poem
Of the Sea, infused with stars and lactescent,
Devouring the green azure where, like a pale elated
Piece of flotsam, a pensive drowned figure sometimes sinks;
Where, suddenly dyeing the blueness, delirium
And slow rhythms under the streaking of daylight,
Stronger than alcohol, vaster than our lyres,
The bitter redness of love ferments! #Quote by Rimbaud Arthur

#7. He threw open the shutters and was silent. "There," he said, pointing to a shooting star. "Wish to stay together. Hurry." She watched the star's arc fade and wished, secure in her love's embrace. "I wish that we'll be together forever," she whispered. He pressed his lips against her ear. "I wish that we'll be together forever," he echoed. "Now it can't help but come to pass. #Quote by Lynn Kurland

#8. But he knew she was a star, and he, only human. He was never meant to reach the stars - he could only admire them from afar. #Quote by Timothy Joshua

#9. We just want the world to love the little monsters that we are. #Quote by Atticus Poetry

#10. Do not fall in love with me, for I will break your heart, long before you realize, you were going to break mine. #Quote by Atticus Poetry

#11. When I give,
It doesn't come with expectations.
It doesn't happen,
With terms and conditions.
When I give,
I don't expect you
To give back more.
When I give,
I just give and keep giving more
For, I value you
For, I want us to be happy
For, I care about the little things
For, I want you to feel 'special'
I give, for, I actually
Have this habit of giving
But, the moment
I decide to leave
I make sure that I do it
And then,
Though you come back and promise
To bring the moon, the sun and
All the stars in the sky above
I don't return . . .
I don't return . . .
I don't return . . . #Quote by Jyoti Patel

#12. The three sisters sat together, Masie in the middle, gazing at the twinkling stars. Wee Masie squeezed her eyes closed; praying hard to the gods a shooting star would magically appear. Please, if ye grant me this one wish, I promise to eat all my cabbage. She wrinkled her nose but her promise was good. #Quote by Victoria Zak

#13. Here we are! Shooting stars. Shooting stars? They burn. Fleeting glimpse. We become human as we fall. #Quote by Fadia Faqir

#14. That's what mortal means," I say with a sigh that I don't have to fake. "We die. Think of us like shooting stars, brief but bright. #Quote by Holly Black

#15. You never wish on shooting stars. You wish on the ones that have the courage to shine where they are. #Quote by Andrea Gibson

#16. I desired to praise the Chosen One and was hindered
By my own inability to grasp the extent of his glory.

How can one such as I measure an ocean, when the ocean is vast?
And how can one such as I count the stones and the stars?

If all of my limbs were to become tongues, even then –
Even then I could not begin to praise him as I desired.

And if all of creation gathered together in an attempt
To praise him, even then they would stint in his due.

I have altogether ceased trying – awestruck, clinging to courtesy,
Tempered by timidity, glorifying his most exalted rank.

Indeed, sometimes silence holds within it the essence of eloquence,
And often speech merely fodder for the faultfinder. #Quote by Ibn Juzayy Al-Kalbi

#17. She tucks the veil of her hair behind the crescent moon of her ear to reveal the stars in her eyes. #Quote by Curtis Tyrone Jones

#18. From the moment I saw her I knew this one was worth a broken heart. #Quote by Atticus Poetry

#19. Hey now, you're an all star, get your game on go, ... Only shooting stars break the mold. #Quote by Greg Camp

#20. Look up. This is the season of shooting stars. Light, two thousand years old, still dazzling. Let me see your face. Your face lit up by twenty centuries. #Quote by Jeanette Winterson

#21. One encounters in the streets, late at night on the evenings of fetes, the most strange and bizarre passers-by. Do these nights of popular celebration cause ancient and forgotten avatars to stir in the depths of the human soul? This evening, in the movement of the sweaty and excited crowd, I am certain that I passed between the masks of the liberated Bythinians and encountered the courtesans of the Roman decadence.
There emerged, this evening, from that swarming esplanade of Des Invalides - amid the crackle of fireworks, the shooting stars, the stink of frying, the hiccuping of drunkards and the reeking atmosphere of menageries - the wild effusions of one of Nero's festivals.
It was like the odour of a May evening on the Basso-Porto of Naples. It was easy to believe that the faces in that crowd were Sicilian. #Quote by Jean Lorrain

#22. When daylight is here i dream of the night,
The stars of a country sky that shine so bright.
A night sky without clouds, for the moon to hide under,
Revealing every twinkle and every beam, of the Milky Way's wonder.
I grow sad in the morning,
And i pay the day no mind.
Every time i see the light coming,
I know the sunset's not far behind. #Quote by J.M. Pierce

#23. I see specks
of the Universe in your eyes.

A body of stardust
that gives me a high.

And when we make love
the stars shine brighter than usual.

When we lie there
holding each other,

I see love making us. #Quote by Saiber

#24. Shooting stars all over Britain? Owls flying by daylight? Mysterious people in cloaks all over the place? And a whisper, a whisper about the Potters ... #Quote by J.K. Rowling

#25. Stars are out and there is sea
enough beneath the glistening earth
to bear me toward the future
which is not so dark. I see. #Quote by Frank O'Hara

#26. The bed we loved in was a spinning world
of forests, castles, torchlight, clifftops, seas
where we would dive for pearls. My lover's words
were shooting stars which fell to earth as kisses
on these lips; my body now a softer rhyme
to his, now echo, assonance; his touch
a verb dancing in the centre of a noun.
Some nights, I dreamed he'd written me, the bed
a page beneath his writer's hands. Romance
and drama played by touch, by scent, by taste.
In the other bed, the best, our guests dozed on,
dribbling their prose. My living laughing love -
I hold him in the casket of my widow's head
as he held me upon that next best bed.

- Anne Hathaway #Quote by Carol Ann Duffy

#27. She has craters
but only a fool can deny her beauty.
She silently stare sun whole night
& reflects his light
his love with stars at times. #Quote by Lokesh Fouzdar

#28. There's an old poem by Neruda that I've always been captivated by, and one of the lines in it has stuck with me ever since the first time I read it. It says "love is so short, forgetting is so long." It's a line I've related to in my saddest moments, when I needed to know someone else had felt that exact same way. And when we're trying to move on, the moments we always go back to aren't the mundane ones. They are the moments you saw sparks that weren't really there, felt stars aligning without having any proof, saw your future before it happened, and then saw it slip away without any warning. #Quote by Taylor Swift

#29. What'd you wish?"
"I can't tell you that!" I say indignantly.
"Why not?"
"Because it won't come true." Do I really need to say this? I'm pretty sure it's a given in wish situations.
"Bullshit."
"It's the rule," I insist.
"It's only the rule with birthday cakes and shooting stars, not pennies in fountains. #Quote by Katja Millay

#30. Her eyes the glowworm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee;
And the elves also,
Whose little eyes glow
Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee. #Quote by Robert Herrick