My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.
There's a universe inside your head, constellations of the things you left unsaid.
In ancient days, men looked at stars and saw their heroes in the constellations. In modern times, we do much the same, but our heroes are epic men of flesh and blood.
We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.
Be able to recognize many of the major constellations and know the stories behind them
His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.
He insisted that stars were people so well loved, they were traced in constellations, to live forever
Constellations have always been troublesome things to name. If you give one of them a fanciful name, it will always refuse to live up to it; it will always persist in not resembling the thing it has been named for.
A wise man shall overrule his stars, and have a greater influence upon his own content than all the constellations and planets of the firmament.
The earth, that is sufficient, I do not want the constellations any nearer, I know they are very well where they are, I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
Ideas are to objects as constellations are to stars [translated from Trauerspiel, 1928].
Every constellation’s like its own fairy tale.
In political life, it is extremely difficult to remain loyal to a friendship when constellations of power or interests are in the way.
You are down there alone, the stars seemed to say to him. And we are up here, in our constellations, together.
If constellations had been named in the 20th century, I suppose we would see bicycles.
From the first dawn of life, all organic beings are found to resemble each other in descending degrees, so that they can be classed in groups under groups. This classification is evidently not arbitrary like the grouping of stars in constellations.
If at times my eyes are lenses through which the brain explores constellations of feeling my ears yielding like swinging doors admit princes to the corridors into the mind, do not envy me. I have a beast on my back.
The constellations this year seem unfavourable to rebels.
The question concerning technology is the question concerning the constellation in which revealing and concealing, in which the coming to presence of truth, comes to pass
Los Angeles is a constellation of plastic.
