“There wouldn't be a sky full of stars if we were all meant to wish on the same one.”

“Humans looked at the stars and they wished and they dreamed. He looked at the stars and knew they didn't matter. The stars were just chunks of glass in the black sky. No, the stars were meaningless.”

“All men have the stars," he answered, "but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travellers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all the stars are silent. You--you alone--will have the stars as no one else has them--”

“We gaze up at the same stars, the sky covers us all, the same universe encompasses us. What does it matter what practical system we adopt in our search for the truth? Not by one avenue only can we arrive at so tremendous a secret.”

“Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now”

“The stars shine as they always do. Same stars. Same sky. Only I am different.”