“I don’t know why anyone thinks looking at the stars is so romantic,” he said. “Have they ever read Greek mythology? It’s all the same story—God sees mortal, God desires mortal, mortal suffers gruesome fate and is rewarded with an eternity of pain in the cosmos.” He shrugged. “You could always make up your own stories.” But she was already shaking her head. “No. Those stories are written in stardust millions of years old. I don’t think I get to change them.” “Then I’m thankful for light pollution,” he said.” RomanceStarsMythologyAngus Augustus Braxton LenoxSiobhan Falkner Book:Not A Book: Royal Love Source: Not A Book: Royal Love
“He laughed, rested his forehead on hers, and whispered on her lips, “You have stars in your eyes.” “I can see fine through them.” She smiled at him. “They just brighten things up.” StarsEyesBrightenAngelica De Castella Y AragonLudwig Von Kröenenberg Book:Not A Book Source: Not A Book
“You know what I’ve learned? Most people are like a leaf, letting themselves drift and turn in the air. Eventually, they fall to the ground. But, others— very few others— are like stars. They have light within themselves to be their own guide. Sometimes, we look at the sky and don’t see the stars, because there is too much light bedimming them. To find the stars again, we have to go to a dark place.” LightStars Book:Love Painted in Red Source: Love Painted in Red