J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes

There's no night without stars.

I grew up in Bulgaria in a small city on the Black Sea Coast, so I was very interested in the sea, marine life, and everything related to it. But it was also a very dark place at night, so I could see the stars. And I just got very interested in it.

The sky was clear - remarkably clear - and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse.

Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.

When we're born, we want to know why the stars shine. We want to know why the sun rises.

I can't imagine anything more beautiful on this planet than looking up at the stars and seeing a kind of artificial star moving through the night sky.

The following passage is one of those cited by Copernicus himself in his preface to De Revolutionibus: "The Syracusan Hicetas, as Theophrastus asserts, holds the view that the heaven, sun, moon, stars, and in short all of the things on high are stationary, and that nothing in the world is in motion except the earth, which by revolving and twisting round its axis with extreme velocity produces all the same results as would be produced if the earth were stationary and the heaven in motion. . . ."

And at night I love to listen to the stars. It is like five hundred million little bells.

Were the stars out when I left the house last evening? All I could remember was the couple in the Skyline listening to Duran Duran. Stars? Who remembers stars? Come to think of it, had I even looked up at the sky recently? Had the stars been wiped out of the sky three months ago, I wouldn’t have known.

Look at the stars! Look, look up at the skies! Oh look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!

...and I went into the garden and lay down and looked at the stars in the sky and made myself negligible.

Then stars arise, and the night is holy.

The stars are the jewels of the night, and perchance surpass anything which day has to show. A companion with whom I was sailing one very windy but bright moonlight night, when the stars were few and faint, thought that a man could get along with them,-though he was considerably reduced in his circumstances,-that they were a kind of bread and cheese that never failed.

From there we came outside and saw the stars

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

Part of doing something is listening. We are listening. To the sun. To the stars. To the wind.

I was sat at the bottom of the garden a week ago, smoking a reflective cheroot, thinking about this and that - mostly that, and I just happened to glance at the night sky and I marvelled at the millions of stars glistening like pieces of quicksilver thrown carelessly onto black velvet. In awe I watched the waxen moon ride across the zenith of the heavens like an amber chariot towards the void of infinite space wherein the tethered bolts of Jupiter and Mars hang forever in their orbital majesty; and as I looked at all this, I thought, 'I must put a roof on this lavatory.

The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!

For myself, I declare I don't know anything about it. But the sight of the stars always makes me dream.

In the vast reaches of the dry, cold night, thousands of stars were constantly appearing, and their sparkling icicles, loosened at once, began to slip gradually toward the horizon.

The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.

The moon is quite a show off given the chance. The stars make a sound when they shine so bright. Water so blue and so black.

And now each night, I count the stars. And each night I get the same number. And when the stars won't come to be counted, I count the holes they leave.