“The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.”

“At least, above us, stars shine,
tiny pieces of heaven that overflowing
with happiness and absorb our tiredness.
Every heart's a star within,
that echoing the bliss of eternity.
every star's a aflame heart
that holds our hand”

“At least, above us, stars shine,
tiny pieces of heaven that overflowing
with happiness and absorb our tiredness.
Every heart's a star within,
that echoing the bliss of eternity.
every star's a aflame heart
that holds our hand”

“We all shine on… like the moon and the stars and the sun… we all shine on… come on and on and on…”

“Women are stars, a gift from heaven. And, when they are happy, they shine with their own light, intense and vital.”

“Mankind loves misterys--a hole in the ground, excites mor wonder than a star in the heavens.”

“If the stars twinkled more than usual on any given night, it meant that the angels in heaven were happy and were flitting across the doors of heaven; and since stars were merely holes ventilating heaven, the twinkling came from the angels flitting past the holes that admitted air into the holy home of God.”

“We all shine on in the moon and the stars and the sun.”

“Shine, ye stars of heaven,
On a world of pain!
See old Time destroying
All our hoarded gain;
All our sweetest flowers,
Every stately shrine,
All our hard-earned glory,
Every dream divine! Shine, ye stare of heaven,
On the rolling years!
See how Time, consoling,
Dries the saddest tears,
Bids the darkest storm-clouds
Pass in gentle rain,
While upspring in glory
Flowers and dreams again!”

“Every time we love, every time we give, it's Christmas.”