“Ministers should be stars to give light,not clouds to obscure. In some cases the text is as clear as a mirror, till the preacher's breath bedims it.”

“December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory...”

“Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light.”

“Light of star gives light on space.Light of God gives birth to all stars.”

“Character forms a life regardless of how obscurely that life is lived and how little light falls on it from the stars.”

“Algol is the name of the winking demon star, Medusa of the skies; fair but deadly to look on, even for one who is already dying.Ah, the bright stars of the night.Almost they obliterate the clear white pain. A thousand stars shining in the ether; but no dazzling newcomer. And so little time left, so little time...Yet still two-faced Medusa laughs from behind the clouds, demanding homage. Homage, Medusa, or a sword, a blade sharper than death itself.The wind stirs. Night clouds obscure the universe. A lower music now, a different kind of death.No stars tonight, my love.No Selene.”