“Like we're here, and at the same time, in outer space. Which of course, we are. We're all untethered, all flying around in the dark, the same as Mars and Venus, the same as the stars.”
Source: Magonia
“Oh, I could let the world go by,
Its loud new wonders and its wars,
BUt how will I give up the sky
When winter dusk is set with stars?
And I could let the cities go,
Their changing customs and their creeds,–
In silver on the jewel-weeds!”
“Tu crois encore secrètement que la magie existe dans ce monde ? Erreur, le monde n'est qu'un amas de molécules sans âmes qui se cognent les unes aux autres au hasard.”
Source: The Fault in Our Stars / An Abundance of Katherines
“Or you just not ask her."
"You might as well slit my throat.”
Source: The Witness
“It was dark, now, the gossamer moon hanging among diamond stars in the soft black of the night.”
Source: One Night in Salem
“I am nothing but oxygen and hydrogen, a luminous sphere of plasma held together by helium and gravity, And like a balloon I float on earth, waiting to be released back into the sky, where I will explode into a thousand pieces. I shall leave behind my body, just like air abandons the skin of a shattered balloon, and the magnetic dust that carries my heart and spirit will lift us back to congregate and shine with the stars. Home again, in the fluorescent kingdom of the constellations, I will once again be called by my soul’s true name.”
Source: Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem
“I've forged you into stars
Under the vault of my skull”
Source: Vasko Popa: Collected Poems
“Mes pensées sont des étoiles qui ne veulent plus former de constellation.”
Source: The Fault in Our Stars
“She rose to her feet and preceded me into the garden twilight. Tall and queenly, the woman of mystery strolled among the silent trees and above her head the myriad stars glowed tenderly.”
Source: Demian: Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend
“But he goes all quiet. His ghost eyes roll / up in his head, white-on-white-on-white, / and he runs his shaking hands over his scars, / looks up like he’s going to wish on a / star.”
Source: The 2017 Rhysling Anthology: The best science fiction, fantasy & horror poetry of 2016 selected by the Science Fiction Poetry Association