Rattle The Stars Quote Novels & Stories

He said softly. “I can’t,” she said as she shook her head. “I can’t think about them anymore. It has been there all night in the back of my head. I really do need to let it go. I mean, they don’t even care enough to call. They didn’t remember at all.” “Kristen.” He said as he pointed up. There were four shooting stars in the sky as she spoke, and the tear fell. “Make a wish because those probably came a long way to celebrate you.”

She poked his chest, looking condemning. "You really are unprofessional, working and being so easily distracted, if you let your staff know, how can you be so majestic?" Dinh Quan laughed softly, and followed her advice. "That's right, it's all because I'm not good, at night it will be up to you to punish." Tinh Ngoc covered his mouth with his hand and scolded in a low voice. "Rogues." Dinh Quan smiled and kissed her palm, not teasing her anymore.

The stupid man gave it to her. Yes, Romeo is stupid. Rena doesn't deny Raven's words that Romeo is very stupid. "Sirius." Rena knew the brightest star named Sirius, the star that was number one in astronomy. Her eyes see the night sky. Whether Sirius or not, her eyes never stopped staring at the stars in the sky. She likes to see the glitter of objects in the beautiful sky. But Rena didn't like that the brightest stars dimmed too quickly. If she is a star, she prefers a dim light that keeps her alive for a long time. At least the stars that are not too bright will look more consistent and last longer.

Ella explained in just one breath. "Wow you noted that much," Jenny asked with curiosity. "It's been only a week since we met but everyday is a mess". Ella explained I don't know what to say. "So do you like him or not,"she asked to which Ella replied. "I don't know whether I like him or not" "In my opinion you should think with a clear mind and then decide." "But it doesn't matter now I don't have any choice". Ella replied and opened her laptop again. "And if you had the choice then"

Ruggerio gets everyone in his ban, as he recites his version of the famous act of Romeo and Juliet. Turning around, he addresses the people around him, gushing over his love’s beauty. “And if two of the brightest stars were to leave the sky to run errands, they’d ask her eyes to replace them while they were gone. And those stars would outshine every other star, making the night sky turn into daytime so that even the birds would start chirping, convinced it was during the day.”

This way, I won't get stranded on the way. “Have fun tonight. Don't think about anything. Break a leg, turn heads. You're cute. Don't allow the words of your husband put you down.” Star winked at me. “Leave your life to the fullest, Jewel. Reach for the Stars.” “Your kind of star?” I rolled my eyes at her. “You know what I mean, love.” She pecked my cheeks. “Have fun, Jewel.” "I will do that," I grinned. "That's my baby girl."

“There’s this beautiful poem Nana used to read to me about the stars sometimes when I came here. I didn’t fully understand it then, but I think I do now.” “She called it If The Stars Could Speak. It was by one of her favorite poets Clariel Estevez, if I remember correctly.” He turned fully to her now, rubbing his palm along the exposed skin of her arms. He could only be grateful the dress wasn’t fully sleeved like all the clothes she enjoyed wearing. “Wanna hear it?” He asked when she didn’t say anything.

She threw open the door and her face was red and her eyes puffy with tears. "Go ahead!" she yelled as she turned and went back into the room. "Go ahead and throw it at me!” she screamed as she turned around and started pulling at her hair. “I never should have written it, I’m sorry!” she wept onto the floor, waiting for Oliver to make fun of her and belittle her.

She gazed up at the stars, whispering the words she didn’t have the courage to say aloud. I’m still here. Don’t forget me

Why would I stand out in a crowd of people? "It's a fine pick up line but I kind of find that hard to believe." My glass raised at my hushed, monotone statement. I leaned against the patio railings with my elbows up and back bent. He patted my bare arm with two small taps, never letting our skin touch for more than a few seconds. When I looked at him, he was already looking up with his finger pointed for me to follow. "I love looking at the stars." He spoke softly, "Every night it looks different. Some are not as bright as the others but they're still there. Way off in the distance. Those are the ones I search for every night."