Across the gulf of centuries, the blind smile of Homer is turned upon our age. Along the echoing corridors of time, the roar of the rockets merges now with the creak of the wind-taut rigging. For somewhere in the world today, still unconscious of his destiny, walks the boy who will be the first Odysseus of the Age of Space.

That's one of those meaningless and unanswerable questions the mind keeps returning to endlessly, like the tongue exploring a broken tooth.

The person one loves never really exists, but is a projection focused through the lens of the mind onto whatever screen it fits with least distortion.

I think in the long run the money that s been put into the space program is one of the best investments this country has ever made . . .This is a downpayment on the future of mankind. It's as simple as that.

God said, 'Cancel Program GENESIS.' The universe ceased to exist.

Judge me by my deeds, though they are few, rather than my words, though they are many.

Space is what stops everything from happening in the same place.