James Lovegrove Quotes

I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.

Above, the stars shone hard and bright, sparks struck off the dark skin of the universe.

There will come a time of fire and night, when enemies rise and empires fall, when the stars themselves begin to die.

The birds of night peck at the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you.

The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up.

I am anti-life, the Beast of Judgment. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds…of everything. And what will you be then, Dreamlord?" "I am hope.

Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep, Beyond all towers strong and high, Beyond all mountains steep, Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, Nor bid the Stars farewell.

As I continued to fall into the dark void, embraced by the vault of the heavens, I sang to the beauty of the stars and made my peace with the darkness.

No darkness lasts forever. And even there, there are stars.

The eternal stars shine out again, so soon as it is dark enough.

We are the star and the darkness it peirces

The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.

From him to the stars, in all directions, there was only silence and emptiness.

There is no light in earth or heaven but the cold light of stars; and the first watch of night is given to the red planet Mars.

Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.

The stars looked like nail heads in the sky--pull a few of them out and the darkness would fall.

The stars are always up in the sky...then when it is perfectly black, they feel less vulnerable and out they come.

Let no one despair, even though in the darkest night the last star of hope may disappear.

Mine is the night, with all her stars.

At night the sky is pure astronomy.

If we consider what science already has enabled men to know-the immensity of space, the fantastic philosophy of the stars, the infinite smallness of the composition of atoms, the macrocosm whereby we succeed only in creating outlines and translating a measure into numbers without our minds being able to form any concrete idea of it-we remain astounded by the enormous machinery of the universe.

As the stars looked to me when I was a shepherd in Assyria, they look to me now as a New-Englander.

I believe that this hairless embryo with the aching, oversize brain case and the opposable thumb, this animal barely up from the apes, will endure --will endure longer than his home planet, will spread out to the other planets, to the stars, and beyond, carrying with him his honesty, his insatiable curiosity, his unlimited courage --and his noble essential decency. This I believe with all my heart.