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"We are funny creatures. We don’t see the stars as they are, so why do we love them? They are not small gold objects, but endless fire."
Saul Bellow, Henderson the Rain King (via larmoyante)
"If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars."
Rabindranath Tagore (via ikenbot)
The Beauty of So Many Stars…
To misquote Carl Sagan, there are billions and billions of stars out there. Looking up at the sky, we can see them painted across our sky, millions of visible pinpoints of light that show us an infinitesimal piece of the universe’s beauty and fill us with awe.
Each star itself is something beautiful, each with its own story. Each shines out with its own light, some steadily, some barely, some blowing themselves up. Some we can’t see, because they’ve become monstrous gravity wells that tests the physical laws of our universe. Some create beams so intense they can kill even here on earth.
Despite there being so many, we consider each one uniquely beautiful and poignant.
There are billions of stars, and billions of people.
Why should we believe the uniqueness and beauty of each person to be any different than that we hold for the stars?
Imperfection can be perfect.
