We should have stayed on the moon. We should have made moon the base, instead of building space stations, which are fragile and which fly apart.
For if we're destroyed, the knowledge is dead...We're nothing more than dust jackets for books...so many pages to a person.
Thinking little at all about nothing in particular.
We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy. Something's missing.
That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts.
Man has always been half-monster, half-dreamer.