According to Robert Frost, 'we may choose something like a star to stay our minds on and be stayed' and I find it a gospel truth. Well, I will admit, apparently, there is always a tremendious amount of thoughts and opinions, but sometimes it is essential to open your eyes wider and look above. Definitely, the star talks to us by its glare and asking us for that, since we are all lacking of height at present. And it is not a matter of decency or honour, that is quite a different issue. These thoughts were aroused actually from the essay "On grief and reason' by Joseph Brodsky. It is strong and striking writing about beauty of life striking us with awe of death.
Wherefore art thou aloof and younder then, mine heart?