We are dancing in the hollow of nothingness. We are one flesh, but separated like stars.

The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth,
the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars.
We are made of star stuff

Have you ever considered the fact that everything we are originates from the remnants of stars that once exploded?” Jorrus said, “Vita ex pulvis.” “We are made from the dust of dead stars.

We are a blend of dust and divinity.

We are but dust and shadow.

We are made of star-stuff. Our bodies are made of star-stuff. There are pieces of star within us all.

We are made of starstuff.

We come from an inconceivable nothingness. We stay a while in something which seems equally inconceivable, only to vanish again into the inconceivable nothingness.

We're made of star stuff. We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.

We are made of stellar ash.

We are bits of stellar matter that got cold by accident, bits of a star gone wrong.

We are all stardust

93 percent stardust,
with souls made of flames,
we are all just stars
that have people names.

We are made of stellar ash. Our origin and evolution have been tied to distant cosmic events. The exploration of the cosmos is a voyage of self-discovery.