To man, solitude means retiring from both chamber and society. Neither reading or writing generates solitude even without company. To go into aloneliness, one needs to look at the stars, whose light makes much a difference to what one visualizes both within and without and what not. It might remind one that the atmosphere was made transparent just for the perpetual sublime. Seen in the country, how great they are! Should the stars happen to come out one night in a thousand years to a sec, how would man adore, admire, and believe! For many generations human beings would preserve the remembrance of the city of God which opened their minds and eyes just with overthrills and thrills! In reality, however, these little beautiful things appear and light the sky with appreciation, night in, night out.