The only gratification that science denies to us is deception.

Well, I actually grew up in the sixties. I feel very lucky, actually, that that was my slice of time that I was dealt. Let's remember that the real motivation in the sixties, and even in the fifties, was the Cold War.

Ten long trips around the sun since I last saw that smile, but only joy and thankfulness that on a tiny world in the vastness, for a couple of moments in the immensity of time, we were one.

And what greater might do we possess as human beings than our capacity to question and to learn?

This planet seems to be in such sorry shape. And I can't ever think about the rest of the universe without coming back home and thinking what the implications for life here would be if we were to really have some definitive proof of extraterrestrial life.

The only gratification that science denies to us is deception.

If you are searching for sacred knowledge and not just a palliative for your fears, then you will train yourself to be a good skeptic.