Stars.

Finally, the sun set and the birds flew away. Edward hung by his ears and looked up at the night sky. He saw the stars. But for the first time in his life, he looked at them and felt no comfort. Instead, he felt mocked.

You are down there alone, the stars seemed to say to him. And we are up here, in our constellations, together.

I have been loved, Edward told the stars. 

So? said the stars. What difference does that make when you are all alone now?

Edward could think of no answer to that question.

-Kate DiCamillo

Chapter XV, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane

Goodbye.

Edward looked up at the stars. He started to say the names of the constellations, but then he stopped. 

"Bull," his heart said. "Lucy."

How many times, Edward wondered, would he have to leave without getting the chance to say goodbye?

A lone cricket started up a song.

Edward listened.

Something deep inside him ached.

He wished that he could cry.

-Kate DiCamillo

Chapter XIV, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane