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Few of us now have seen the star as they saw them then: our cities and towns cast too much light into the night: but from the village of Wall, the stars were laid out like worlds or like ideas, uncountable as the trees in a forest or the leaves on a tree, and he would stare into the darkness of the sky until he thought of nothing at all, and then he would go back to his bed, and sleep like a dead man. 

Fra boka Stardust av Neil Gaiman.