Looking at these stars suddenly dwarfed my own troubles and all the gravities of terrestrial life.

In all the round world there is no meat. There used to be. But now we cannot stand the thought of slaughterhouses.

We will peck them to death to-morrow, my dear.

You cannot imagine the craving for rest that I feel-a hunger and thirst. For six long days, since my work was done, my mind has been a whirlpool, swift, unprogressive and incessant, a torrent of thoughts leading nowhere, spinning round swift and steady.

This little upset across the water doesn't mean anything. Threatened men live long and threatened wars never occur.

Losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But, losing your reason for the journey is a fate more cruel.

Why had we come to the moon? The thing presented itself to me as a perplexing problem. What is this spirit in man that urges him for ever to depart from happiness and security, to toil, to place himself in danger, to risk an even a reasonable certainty of death? It dawned upon me that there in the moon as a thing I ought always to have known, that man is not made to go about safe and comfortable and well fed and amused. ... against his interest, against his happiness, he is constantly being driven to do unreasonable things. Some force not himself impels him, and he must go.