Rattle The Stars Quote Mga Nobela at Kwento

I dance with the moonlight under the stars, they sing me a lullaby cause you never did. You whispered me words of poetry, coloured me in pain, and made promises you never kept. You drew me in and then threw me out, but you keep looking back. I ask you what you want, but you can never say. So, I ask you to tell me a story and you sing me a Lullaby-y-y, one where fairytales of true love make me want to dream."

I have no choice but to stay with Xavier since we drew the same number, Caleb! "You and Ruth drew the same number, too! You were likewise staying together, alone as a man and woman—" She suddenly recalled that Ruth had already left before the trip truly began, so she quickly retracted the previous voice message. "You should open the door first, Caleb. I'll show you the meteor shower photos I took. If it bothers you so much, I won't wait until we settle down. I'll go public once our jobs are stable, Caleb." She sent dozens of messages here and there, but not a single one received a reply. She completely lost her patience. "If you're determined to drag this out, then go right ahead and throw y

She sat beside me, legs curled beneath her. “So,” she said after a moment, “What is it about the stars that you like so much?” “They don’t need anything, they just exist." I said with a satisfied sigh, glancing back up at the stars."They don’t change because you watch them, and no matter how chaotic the world gets, they’re always there. Even when you can’t see them.” “That’s… kind of beautiful.” She whispered, looking up at the sky as well. “You ever think about how small we are?” I asked in a lower voice. “How everything we’re fighting, running from, or chasing is just a tiny fraction of what is to come. But the stars have seen it all. Every rise and fall, every war. Even every love story.”

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

Whenever papa heard about it, he would always remind us that we were unnamed stars in the sky because we were still on earth, but he bets we will be the brightest in the sky at night. Blake was not happy with my answer, and I sighed at the thought that he would surely ask me about it later. No one would choose a dying star, but I have my reasons. Right now, I was a star exploded many times but in the most beautiful way. I have so much energy with me, brighter than any other stars, glowing with too much love from him. I answered Stella’s call while I was walking back to my bedroom. “Hi, S!” I greeted as I pushed the half-open door, then locked the doorknob.

Then one by one— the lanterns rose. Not all at once. Slowly. Gently. A thousand tiny lights lifting into the darkness. Then ten thousand. Then more. Messages carried upward beneath the Quiet Stars. Thank-yous. Apologies. Promises. Love. So much love. The sky filled with it. A living constellation born from ordinary people refusing to leave important things unsaid. I released my lantern beside everyone else. The little light drifted upward. Joining countless others. The river sparkled below.

Janus walked to me and sat beside me, resting his back against the bars of the cell. “Once we were in a comparatively better condition, I asked him why he never wished for death. That was the first time I had heard him speak with sentience. He said, ‘stars reminded me of a crazy girl who danced and smiled all alone under the starry night through all the pain she endured in the day. As if at night she transferred all her scars to the sky and they bled light into the dark sky, twinkling like stars.’ He firmly believed that stars and constellations are nothing but people drawing their own scars in the night sky.”

You–you alone–will have the stars as no one else has them–” “And at night you will look up at the stars. My star will just be one of the stars, for you. “In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night And so, you will love to watch all the stars… You–only you–will have stars that can laugh. I shall not leave you” There is sweetness in the laughter of all the stars….and in the memories of those we love.” As she closes the book, applauses started to fill the quiet space they all filled. She can even see Alvah clapping, looking so proud of her.

He thought of the nights they had lain beneath these very stars, weaving stories for their daughter, promising her that nothing loved was ever truly lost. He smiled, brushing a lock of hair from her brow. “Only those who burned bright enough,” he said softly. “The stars are old. They have seen many stories, many lives. But they remember the ones who changed the world—the ones who loved fiercely, who gave all they had, who left light behind for others to follow.” She leaned into him, warm and small against his side. “Mama burned bright, didn’t she?”

Star questioned. "Because I am reminding you not to make the same mistake you made the first time."