I love a clear, starry night. I am not the greatest at picking out specific stars and constellations (in spite of getting an “A” on Mr. Berry’s Handy-Dandy Star Finder project back in the 5th grade). Still, I love the quiet, calm feeling that washes over me as I gaze at the stars.
Starry Night Over the Rhone- Vincent Van Gogh,1888
This week’s 43rd edition of my Thursday Thirteen is dedicated to the stars with thirteen of my favorite quotes about stars.
- If I could reach up and a hold a star for every time you made me smile, I’d have the entire night sky in the palm of my hand.-unknown
- Surely the stars are images of love.- Philip James Bailey
- The wise man will be guided by the stars.- Benjamin Franklin
- For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.- Vincent Van Gogh
- Good friends are like stars…you don’t always see them, but you know they are always here. – unknown
- When we are chafed and fretted by small cares, a look at the stars will show us the littleness of our own interests.- Maria Mitchell
- When it is darkest, men see the stars.- Ralph Waldo Emerson
- The way to the stars is open.- Sergei Koroljov
- Every fool knows you can’t touch the stars, but it doesn’t stop a wise man from trying.- Harry Anderson
- Be practical as well as generous in your ideals. Keep your eyes on the stars but remember to keep your feet on the ground.- Theodore Roosevelt
- No one regards what is before his feet. We all gaze at the stars.- Quintus Ernius
- I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.- Og Mandino
- Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.- Serbian proverb
Thursday Thirteen is a blog meme with one purpose – to get to know bloggers better. Thirteen is the magic number – because Thursday Thirty is too many!
Every Thursday, bloggers jot down thirteen things about their week, Thirteen secrets they’ve never shared before, Thirteen random things about themselves or their lives that give the reader a better idea of who they are.
Then the fun begins: You go blog-hopping! Find other Thursday Thirteeners, spend some quality time getting to know your fellow bloggers, interact with them through their lists and invite them to yours! If you choose to play along, leave a comment with a link to your Thursday Thirteen list.
Some people should call their mother like everyday! At the very least some people should at least return their mother’s messages AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. Otherwise their poor, dear mother might imagine horrible things have happened to them since they last saw them six days ago.
At the very least the little darling who doesn’t return her mother’s messages should be compelled to do so because her birthday and Christmas is coming.
Anyone agree with me?
I just might have to turn into the stalker-mommy like in I’ll Love You Forever.
Yes, folks, I have resorted to blogging to get in touch with my adult daughter.
Update: It worked. She called me. Thanks Holly-Bear! Keep in touch!
I am thisclose to survivng my 6th 12 hour night in a row and all I can think is this:
or perhaps this is better:
Okay that was annoying! But whatever it takes to wake me up.
If I ever purposely choose to abuse my body this way again will someone please slap me silly? Better yet play that Wham! video for me again.
John Scalzi writes: Your Monday Photo Shoot: You know what you think is pretty. Show us. It can be a person, a place, or thing, just as long as the primary reaction you (and hopefully others) get from seeing it is, my, that’s pretty. It’s so simple that your major difficulty, I expect, will be narrowing down the field to one thing.
You’re right, John. It is hard to narrow it down to just one. I look around as I type this and see myself surrounded by pretty…until I glance in the mirror!
I will confess I am not one of those people who wakes up pretty. Pretty scary is more like it.
But I will share just one picture left on my computer by one of my pretty little clowns.
Bright, blue eyes and a freckled smile always takes my breath away.
I am forever amazed at how gorgeous each and every one of these kids of mine are…MY kids!
Late, late, late, late night television is a blast. The things one catches a glimpse of when they are taking their dinner break at o’dark thirty while on the job saving lives. It’s good, it’s bad, it’s often ugly and it is always funny as my co-workers and I let off lots of steam poking fun at what we are watching in the break room.
Last night’s dinner break entertainment was Titanic on TNT.
“Jack! I’m flying!!!”
Okay, I confess I have seen this movie so many times that I can and do recite the dialogue.
I have lived through three pre-adolescent girls swooning over the love story in this historical drama. It is all innocent and it has also provided many conversation starters with them about the Titanic, the search and recovery of it, the division of class at the turn of the century, domestic violence and, oh yes, S-E-X.
Many of my kids’ friends’ mothers have clucked their tongues that I would allow my girls to see this movie. No, not because of the the actual events or any violence like shooting people to keep them out of life boats. They shake their heads because I let my pre-pubescent daughters with changing bodies see Kate Winslet’s bare, naked breasts!
Oh the scandal!
Oh the shame!
Truly I have no morals whatsoever to allow them to see a woman’s BREASTS!
Last night I noted that, thank goodness, TNT has sanitized this movie by keeping Kate’s bare naked bosoms out of that scene where Jack sketched Rose nude wearing The Heart of the Ocean.
But they did show, in all of its glory, the finished sketch.