No one regards what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.

No one regards what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars

To open his lips is crime in a plain citizen.

Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at the stars because we are human?

A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really..."Do the stars gaze back?" Now, that's a question.

Whom men fear they hate, and whom they hate, they wish dead. [Lat., Quem metuont oderunt, quem quisque odit periisse expetit.]