History has spurts and then is steady, and then maybe even backing up a step, and then forward again.

As the centuries unfold, millions of artists will live on the moon and paint the moon and Mars as we go out into the universe.

It seems farther away now because there are no rockets getting there. Nobody is going.

It's hard not to be excited when you're going to find a way to land on the moon.

History has spurts and then is steady, and then maybe even backing up a step, and then forward again.

Test pilots have a litmus test for evaluating problems. When something goes wrong, they ask, "Is this thing still flying?" If the answer is yes, then there's no immediate danger, no need to overreact.

I feel like there's too many paintings left unpainted that I just don't want to take the time away.