Quotes About The Moon And The Stars นิยาย & เรื่องราว

‘I know mum, thank you. She gave me a bright smile as she gazed up at the moon. It was a clear night. I could see the thousands of stars twinkling down as the moon blazed. It was a perfect full moon. I could feel the energy radiating off of it and I just hoped it would give me the strength I need to get through this.

I said curtly. He beamed at me and took the spoon full of ice-cream in his mouth and got happy like a kid. I again took the spoon full of ice-cream and had it. All the differenr flavour of ice-cream burst into my mouth. It's delicious. "See how beautiful the moon is looking." he suddenly said. I saw the full moon shining in he sky. "You see how much beautiful it still looks after getting the light of the stars." I moved my gaze to him. He continues "The light of the stars hide the moon's flaws and it looks like, it is flawless."

CHAPTER 1 Butterflies in the stomach turn the mind and soul into the joyful space of the moon and the stars. Mhhh! Stars… The beauty ,adornment and embellishment of the stars... Stars are born as soon as the sun goes to be breastfed by its very own mother everytime it sets down, and I can say that's what elucidates broad daylight and the night. Commencing something beautiful is a natural,cosmical feeling, it's a beautiful feeling that no one can pass the question easily, writers and poets still can't pass that expressional answer, it's a mystery!

"The moon is the symbol of pack power. By making the stars brighter, aren't you suggesting a shift in the hierarchy?" "I’m suggesting that even on a moonless night, the stars can still burn your eyes out," I replied, a smirk playing on my lips. "The stars are selfless. They provide the light without demanding the throne. But they are numerous. And together, they are a Galaxy." I rotated the hologram. The stars shifted, realigning into a sharp, geometric pattern. "Is that... a letter?" someone whispered.

They were beautiful, the most beautiful thing the moon goddess ever blessed us with. The air was much stronger here and it dragged our hairs behind us. I looked up and found the stars in astonishing numbers. They were beautiful, the most beautiful thing the moon goddess ever blessed us with. " Well that's new " Sabrina said as she watched the stars too. I smiled lightly and replied " yeah "

I didn't even think of that. I took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. There are a few stars blinking while the moon is still the same. It's still plain. I then remembered what Patry said last time when we were also here. The moon is said to be better than the stars. Why is it? Is it because the moon also gives brilliance to the stars? I wonder why. I also didn't ask him why and I just nodded. There, I'm really the legit love sick. I’m easy to give in when it comes to him as always. "The brilliance of the moon is like a garden that is constantly being nurtured. It is still lively and will not lose its brilliance as long as there is a sun that gives vitality to it."

Above us stretched an endless expanse of velvety darkness, studded with countless stars that twinkled like precious gems. Lying down side by side on the rooftop, our bodies molded to the cool surface, I marveled at the celestial canopy overhead. The night sky unfolded like a breathtaking tapestry, each star a shimmering dot of light. The sheer vastness of it all filled me with a sense of wonder and insignificance, simultaneously reminding me of the boundless possibilities that lay ahead. "Look, Calla," Lucian murmured, his voice filled with awe. "Look at the stars. They're like fragments of dreams, scattered across the heavens."

Another real thing — something humans can’t touch, can’t ruin. I know someone’s standing beside me. I noticed the second he walked over, but I don’t bother looking. He smells nice, clean, warm — but the moon has all my attention. The stars, too. Maybe it’s the freedom of it all that keeps me staring. “You know one fact about the stars?” I ask, still watching the sky. When he doesn’t answer, I keep going, my voice quiet but steady. “Most of them might already be dead.” The words hang there between us. “Their light just hasn’t stopped reaching us yet. It’s kind of sad, isn’t it? How something can be gone and still look alive.”

"It's not like I am trying to plot an arguement but as far as I'm concerned, the sky will be so much better without the moon. Just the glittering stars on the night sky." She extended her hands and tried to reach for them even if she knows they're too far away and it's impossible to touch them. "It'll be a total darkness in the evening," I said with a cute smile. "Without the moon, the stars will shine better and will stop being a shadow of the moon. Just like how life works, a lot of people became a standard of beauty, of attitude, of everything and the rest of the population became their shadows and used them to discriminate the people who are so much far from their standard. Do get what I

Gueron said as Therens averted his look above. “It must be lonely,” Therens uttered. “Sure it will. I always wonder that, but now I know why.” “What do mean by that?” Therens ask as he lay down on the dirty ground concentrating on the sky. Geuron sigh and did the same. “You see, those stars are like the moon’s children. Without them, the moon would be lonely. Same as through with the stars, if the moon was gone, they would also feel the same.” Therens turns his head to look at Geuron. His eyes were sparkling, and there was a tear.