“Star light, star bright, the first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight. I wish not to cry.”

— Jenny Han , book P.S. I Still Love You

Source: P.S. I Still Love You

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“I didn’t think I had a chance to win but I wished on a star and it came true.”

Carol Morris (1936) American model

Miss U.S.A. https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1350&dat=19560719&id=cLpOAAAAIBAJ&sjid=uwAEAAAAIBAJ&pg=5210,5829290 (July 19, 1956)

“Fly me up to where you are beyond the distant star. I wish upon tonight to see you smile, if only for a while to know you're there. A breath away's not far to where you are.”

Josh Groban (1981) American musician and actor

“He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do.”

Taylor Swift (1989) American singer-songwriter

Teardrops on My Guitar, written by Taylor Swift and Liz Rose.
Song lyrics, Taylor Swift (2006)

“I wish to speak but lips can shape no voice,
I wish to see but light has left my eye.”

Tao Yuanming (365–427) Chinese poet

Second of three poems ("Three Dirges") written by Tao Yuanming in 427, the same year he died at the age of 63, and often read as poems written for his own funeral.
John Minford and Joseph S. M. Lau (eds.), Classical Chinese Literature: An Anthology of Translations (2000), p. 513
Context: In former days I wanted wine to drink;
The wine this morning fills the cup in vain.
I see the spring mead with its floating foam,
And wonder when to taste of it again.
The feast before me lavishly is spread,
My relatives and friends beside me cry.
I wish to speak but lips can shape no voice,
I wish to see but light has left my eye.
I slept of old within the lofty hall,
Amidst wild weeds to rest I now descend.
When once I pass beyond the city gate
I shall return to darkness without end.