“Oh, we will know, won't we?The stars will explode in the skyOh, but they don't, do they?Stars have their moment and then they die”
“We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand and melting like a snowflake...”
“We might come across nurseries of new born stars … For if there are new born stars there must also be stars of middle years. Aging stars. Dying stars.”
“I don't want to be a star, merely dying.”
“And I will die, and you will die, and we all will die, and even the stars will fade out one after another in time.”