Quotes About Shooting Stars Novels & Stories

No words will come; all I can do is press my hands against his chest as I try to steady myself, and let him sway me along to the violin music. Together, we slowly tilt our heads up to look at the sky. The stars are twinkling overhead as though in time with the music, like a celestial performance just for us. Suddenly, a gasp escapes my lips and I point as I see something yellow streak across the sky. “A shooting star!” I whisper. Karl grins. “Did you make a wish?” he asks. I nod. “I did.” “What was it?” “If I told you,” I say, a smirk tugging at the corners of my lips, “then it wouldn’t come true.”

“Right now I don't know the reason why you are sad, but whatever the reason. Please don't get too wrapped up in your grief!” “I already tried, but still. I still can't get out of that sadness!” Luis replied. “Do you believe in one myth? It says if you see a shooting star and you make a wish. Then your wish will be granted!” “Making a wish while the shooting star is useless, nothing will change. And that wish will never come true either!” "Says who? For now, let's wait for the shooting star. Then state your request sincerely, and wait for some time. When the time comes, your wish will come true!” said Dinda.

"Oh wow! You know this is new information about you. I thought you liked attractive things. You know you like lights and beautiful views so I thought shooting stars would be your thing." "And to be honest, shooting stars aren’t very attractive, I mean I get attracted to rare things." "What, shooting stars are so attractive," I spoke out thinking of a billion ways to defend myself. "If they are attractive they would be rare, right?" "Uhm- I have only seen five shooting stars in my whole life and I have lived for twenty-five years," I say "I have seen lots of shooting stars, they become very common when it’s almost blood moon."

"Shooting star up in the sky. I wanna know what it's like to fly. To soar so high in the sky Like everything will be all alright. In the dark of night, you burn so bright. But, what does the burn feel like? Is it only the pain you suffer at high? Or, is it happiness you feel in those eyes? I hope you can lighten up the sky So I can walk my way home tonight. As I hold the world in palm of my hands, And, walk with my head held up high. I know at times I will fall But, you and her can be my shooting stars A star that shows me my way tonight. As it lightens up the rest of my life." The crying in the room had long faded as the baby had finally retired into its deep slumber. It's face looking so p

Axton sighs taking the glass from her. "Cheers Axton" Megan said trying to click glasses with him, but Axton gulped down the entire content in the glass, before she could do so. "Tsk tsk tsk, you're really an iceberg" Megan said and looks at the sky, and a shooting star pass by the sky. "Oh my, is a shooting star. You must be the deity's favourite, a shooting star appear on your birthday" Megan said smiling. "What with the use of it anyways?" He asked.

“Uh, at what, exactly?” “The shooting star. It’s falling just there...” I trailed off, realising that in covering up my first mistake I’d made a second. Human eyes couldn’t pick out half as much as mine could, no matter how little light pollution marred the sky here. “It’s gone now. Burned up into dust.” “The brightest candle burns twice as hot but for half as long,” he said, eyeing me like he’d relayed some great wisdom. My lips twitched. Taking pity on him, I filled the swelling silence. “It sure does.”

It was a compilation of all the famous quotes that motivated me to push forward. I opened a random page and saw old tear stains on the page, the tears that I cried six months ago. - Stars can't shine without darkness. I smiled ruefully as I read the sentence and then flipped through the pages. I missed my sister a lot. - Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.

This all seemed logical to me because there seemed to be more stars every time you look up. But then I reminded her that stars soon die out. I thought I really stumped her there but she was a woman who always had an answer no matter how profound the question. "When we have redeemed ourselves for our living life's mistakes, our star self's light would then die out. Like we had officially done our duty in guiding the lonely or lost and be granted into heaven." Nate didn't say anything. The way he is looking at me was beginning to make my face flush. "Even though I told her until I was blue in the face that what was flying through the sky was a burning meteor and not an actual star, Mima Liv st

It was her presence. They sat there for hours, relishing the silence of the night. Legend has it that to wish upon a shooting star will grant a person their wish. He was never one to believe it, he would shut down those stupid theories with scientific evidence, but now his life changed. He closed his eyes and wished upon that falling star that this star next to his never loses and be with him always.

I breathe in heavily and feel his intense gaze on me raising goosebumps over my arms. “do you know how perfect you are?” gosh he has so much energy in him, he looks so calm as if he was drinking coffee instead of fucking. I stare at the sky, the darkness somehow soothing and alluring. “No one is perfect.” Seeing the flash of a shooting star, involuntarily my lips murmured, “I hope we will always be together.” I didn't know I asked for a wish until I hear Adrian’s laugh "You believe in the shooting star fairy tale."