1 I'll let you go to the moon, I'll let you go to the stars.
2 But she answered at last, and her light came along the dark passage like a star.
3 But, the stars were shining beyond the mist, and the moon was coming, and the evening was not dark.
4 Biddy cried; the darkening garden, and the lane, and the stars that were coming out, were blurred in my own sight.
5 I had never parted from him before, and what with my feelings and what with soapsuds, I could at first see no stars from the chaise-cart.
6 Estella waved a blue flag, and I waved a red one, and Miss Havisham waved one sprinkled all over with little gold stars, out at the coach-window.
7 The very stars to which I then raised my eyes, I am afraid I took to be but poor and humble stars for glittering on the rustic objects among which I had passed my life.
8 And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glittering multitude.
9 The night was as dark by this time as it would be until morning; and what light we had, seemed to come more from the river than the sky, as the oars in their dipping struck at a few reflected stars.
10 I don't know what he had looked like, except a funeral; with the addition of a large Danish sun or star hanging round his neck by a blue ribbon, that had given him the appearance of being insured in some extraordinary Fire Office.