The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
The pinpoints of starlight we see with the naked eye are photons that have been streaming toward us for a few years or a few thousand.
As far as the stars are from the earth, and as different as fire is from water, so much do self-interest and integrity differ.
We are dancing in the hollow of nothingness. We are one flesh, but separated like stars.
Of course there is nothing the matter with the stars It is my emptiness among them While they drift farther away in the invisible morning
He who gets nearer the sun is leader, the aristocrat of aristocrats, or he who, like Dostoevsky, gets nearest the moon of our non-being.
If China was like the moon, then arriving in Saudi Arabia was Mars. At least you can see the moon from Earth.
Scarce any problem will appear more hard and difficult, than that of determining the distance of the Sun from the Earth very near the truth: but even this... will without much labour be effected.
The stars don't look bigger, but they do look brighter.
