Stars, of course, are too hot to support life, so wherever life might exist in the universe, it has to be on planets or moons that are warmed, but not incinerated, by the stars they travel around.
The moving moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide: Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside.
There's an old saying in the space community: 'If God wanted us to be a spacefaring species, he would have given us a moon'.
The starry cope Of heaven.
The stars are threshed, and the souls are threshed from their husks.
In the third month, the sun rising, the Boar and the Leopard on the field of Mars to fight; The tired Leopard raises its eye to the heavens, sees an eagle playing around the sun.
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.
The first step in Occultism is the study of the invisible Worlds. These Worlds are invisible to the majority of people because of the dormancy of the finer and higher senses whereby they may be perceived, in the same way that the Physical World about us is perceived through the physical senses.
Stars are extremely far apart. We cannot imagine any way currently available to get to the nearest one, besides the sun.
The great spirals... apparently lie outside our stellar system.
The Word of God is the universal and invisible Light, cognizable by the senses, that emits its blaze in the Sun, Moon, Planets, and other Stars.
Cosmic systems intertwine, astral bodies drip like wine, all of nature ebbs and flows. Comets shoot across the sky, can't explain the reasons why, this is how creation goes.
a handful of crumpled stars
When you consider all the stars I have managed, mere submarines make me smile.
Vertical thought likes to imagine the vast distances between the stars.
The earth, that is sufficient, I do not want the constellations any nearer, I know they are very well where they are, I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
When, like an Emir of tyrannic power, Sirius appears, and on the horizon black Bids countless stars pursue their mighty track.
He insisted that stars were people so well loved, they were traced in constellations, to live forever
