Space Quotes Ipsum

And even if the requisite fuel were produced, it would still have to be shown that the rocket machine would operate at 459 degrees below zero*the temperature of interplanetary space. and i tried to assure this person that that wasn't the case. astronomy is the science of the harmony of infinite expanse. before another century is done it will be hard for people to imagine a time when humanity was confined to one world, and it will seem to them incredible that there was ever anybody who doubted the value of space and wanted to turn his or her back on the universe. but, a man-made satellite, circling our globe beyond the limit of the atmosphere is the first step. do there exist many worlds, or is there but a single world? this is one of the most noble and exalted questions in the study of nature. for that to happen well, i'd just as soon we didn't start. gaia's children might never die out--provided they move into space. houston, that may have seemed like a very long final phase. how it will be done, i do not know. i thought i said it. it is complete nonsense to believe flying machines will ever work. mission control, please be informed, there is a santa claus. ne = the average number of planets that can potentially support life per star that has planets. no pessimist ever discovered the secret of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new doorway for the human spirit. seen in the streets of cities, how great they are! if the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of god which had been shown! but every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile. some think that solar work is pretty well played out. space is for everybody. starlight is falling on every square mile of the earth's surface, and the best we can do at present is to gather up and concentrate the rays that strike at area 100 inches in diameter. ten years from now it will be just another airport. that's the message to look for there: we are on mars. the challenge of the great spaces between the worlds is a stupendous one; but if we fail to meet it, the story of our race will be drawing to its close. the earth from orbit is a delight - offering visual variety and an emotional feeling of belonging "down there." not so with this withered, sun-seared peach pit out of my window. there are innumerable worlds of different sizes. they hovered over the earth like a succession of halos. us. we are bits of stellar matter that got cold by accident, bits of a star gone wrong. we never panicked, and we never gave up on finding a solution." i immediately sensed that bill broyles wanted to leave and assumed that he was bored with the interview..

And it's the saddest moment of my life. and just as jefferson sent lewis and clark to open the continent, our commitment to the moon/mars initiative will open the universe. and that leads, of course, to a strong suspicion that everybody else can do it if they want to. apollo 8 has 5,600,000 parts and 1.5 million systems, subsystems and assemblies. clearly, the highest loyalty we should have is not to our own country or our own religion or our hometown or even to ourselves. during the period of the saturn-apollo missions we were pilgrims in space, ranging from home in search of knowledge. i feel that i'm in on the ground floor of something that human beings will be concentrating on for the next 1,000 years*if we don't destroy ourselves in the meantime. if the united states air force did recover alien bodies, they didn't tell me about it either, and i want to know. looking out that window, seeing the white clouds in the la basin, it looked like snow on the ground. oh, i said there are maybe 100 billion galaxies and 10 billion trillion stars. the fault, dear brutus, is not in out stars, but in ourselves. there are three reasons,... there's the whole myth about rocket science. therefore, if dwellings were needed in free space, they could not * however great their size * collapse because of their instability. this is apollo 8 coming to you live from the moon. we are venting something into the*into the space..

A universe that come from nothing in the big bang will disappear at the big crunch. all right. but does man have any 'right' to spread through the universe? man is what he is, a wild animal with the will to survive, and (so far) the ability, against all competition. despite the depravations and challanges of limited power, loss of cabin heat, shortage of potable water, and the critical need to somehow re-rig the carbon dioxide removal system, apollo 13 returned safely to earth on 17 april 1970. development of the space station is as inevitable as the rising of the sun; man has already poked his nose into space and he is not likely to pull it back... how vast those orbs must be, and how inconsiderable this earth, the theatre upon which all our mighty designs, all our navigations, and all our wars are transacted, is when compared to them. i got that unmistakable call, and i know that even if i were second-rate or third-rate, it was astronomy that mattered. if i could get but one message to you it would be simply this: the future of this country and the welfare of the free world depend upon our success in space. it is very doubtful if any of those who are seriously studying the heavens ever lose their feeling of reverence for this supremely wonderful universe and for whoever or whatever must be behind it all. it's small. its beauty loved gives the right to aspire to the radiance of the sunrise and sunset. listen to buzz's original transmission (mp3) man is an artifact designed for space travel. night after night they reveal knowledge. our grandchildren will likewise have their inspiration*among the equatorial stars. perhaps realizing that adults might frown on the idea of multiply connected spaces, he wrote the book under a pseudonym and wrote it for children. srm clevis joint leakage study 1977 ten years from now it will be just another airport. that does not keep me from having a terrible need of*shall i say the word*religion. the extension of life beyond earth is the most important thing we can do as a species. the oldest picture book in our possession is the midnight sky. the other necessary steps would surely follow in rapid succession. the phrase certainly sums up the 'human factors' atitude of nasa mission control in the 1960's, but it was created for a movie, condensed from reality, rather than a real world quotation. the poor magnificent bungler! he can't even get to the office without undergoing the agonies of the damned, but give him a little metal, a few chemicals, some wire and twenty or thirty billion dollars and, vroom! there he is, up on a rock a quarter of a million miles up in the sky. to be able, from a station in outer space, unless people can see broad vistas of unused resources in front of them, the belief in limited resources tends to follow as a matter of course. we were flying over america and suddenly i saw snow, the first snow we ever saw from orbit..