We began as wanderers, and we are wanderers still.

The open road still softly calls.

Organic as a dandelion seed, [the ship of our imagination] will carry us to worlds of dreams and worlds of facts

My deeply held belief is that if a god of anything like the traditional sort exists, our curiosity and intelligence is provided by such a God. We would be unappreciative of that gift if we suppressed our passion to explore the universe and ourselves.

Observation: I can't see a thing. Conclusion: Dinosaurs.

Science is a collaborative enterprise, spanning the generations. When it permits us to see the far side of some new horizon, we remember those who prepared the way - seeing for them also.

Every star may be a sun to someone.