Quotes from Vanna Bonta

Having personally kissed in zero gravity, I was initially amazed by the unexpected lack of attraction, from the sheer perspective of the mass magnetism.

To paraphrase the great poet Dante, the heavens swirl above us and our eyes are still cast to the ground.

We are progeny of not just the Earth, but of the cosmos. And as its progeny it is our duty use the best of our ability and continue that.

One impression I had was how zero zero gravity is.

What I saw was the hoax: Immortals questioning mortality when they should have asked eternity.

Everybody's got soul. It's a matter of what condition it's in.

Pay me for my work, but I don't do it for the money.

Your heart is the beacon, your heart is the storm. Dare to embrace it; you'll never be torn.

A heart needs only its own voice to do what is right.

A poet's first contract is with truth.

Anger is a wound gone mad.

Any literature, when it arrives at being good literature, transcends genre.

Anyone contemplating world war is certifiably insane, no matter how calm they seem.

As the author of a work, I don't relinquish author-ity to just any critic, particularly not to people whose work I've not read or don't respect; those biased by envy are the least relevant, and grounded grammarians who strangle or sterilize under a banner of superiority are a close second.

Because I had goodwill for all, I thought all were my friends; and then I learned of treachery, that some preferred my end. A glorious day, the one I learned the meaning of the word. It's good to know my enemies, though their reasons are absurd.

Do it right, regret nothing.

Everything solid was first an idea.

Fame is not the glory! Virtue is the goal, and fame only a messenger, to bring more to the fold.

Fear plants the whisper to beware but doesn't look to see who's there.

Gifts have ribbons, not strings.

Gossip can be entertaining—occasionally I've heard the most fascinating things about myself I never knew.

Hate: return to sender; address unknown.

Hot air expands, and seriously pompous attitude is the inflation of choice by those lacking substance.

How do we define consciousness, or what has been called the human soul or the spirit, if it can't be quantified as matter or a particle?... it can be quantified or observed just by a process of elimination.