History has spurts and then is steady, and then maybe even backing up a step, and then forward again.
It seems farther away now because there are no rockets getting there. Nobody is going.
One of the great things about the universe is that it's fair.
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.
We knew it was going to be difficult to get to the moon. We didn't know how difficult.
I have the nicest life in the world.