The first stars tremble as if shimmering in green water. Hours must pass before their glimmer hardens into the frozen glitter of diamonds. I shall have a long wait before I witness the soundless frolic of the shooting stars. In the profound darkness of certain nights I have seen the sky streaked with so many trailing sparks that it seemed to me a great gale must be blowing through the outer heavens.
Antoine de Saint-ExuperyIt is the missed opportunity that counts, and in a love that vainly yearns from behind prison bars you have perchance the love supreme.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery