“Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.”

“"What dost thou see, lone watcher on the tower
Is the day breaking? comes the wish'd-for hour?
Tell us the signs, and stretch abroad thy hand
If the bright morning dawns upon the land.""The stars are clear above me, scarcely one
Has dimm'd its rays in reverence to the sun;
But yet I see, on the horizon's verge,
Some fair, faint streaks, as if the light would surge."”

“The American empire is hovering between life and death.”

“A world made to be lost, —
A bitter life 'twixt pain and nothing tost.”

“A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.”

“It's a fine line between Saturday night and Sunday morning.”

“Her face was fair and pretty, with eyes like two bits of night sky, each with a star dissolved in the blue.”

“The night of the Middle Ages lasted for a thousand years. The first star that enriched the horizon of this universal gloom was Giordano Bruno. He was the herald of the dawn.”

“Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid.
Star of the east the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.”

“You are the sun, you make me shine, or more like the stars, that twinkle at night. You are the moon that glows in my heart. You're my daytime, my night-time, my world…you are my life.”