The moon is very rugged.

I have the nicest life in the world.

But I'm the only one who can paint the moon, because I'm the only one who knows whether that's right or not.

I can remember walking on the moon.

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

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

We knew it was going to be difficult to get to the moon. We didn't know how difficult.