Quotes About Vastness

Yet America is a poem in our eyes; its ample geography dazzles the imagination, and it will not wait long for metres.

CYGNUS EXPRESS – A PROJECT ODYSSEUS FUNDRAISER Vastness of space, planets orbiting distant suns, partygoers in gleaming imitations of vacuum suits, bleeping sound of contact through the static of cosmic background radiation, overlaid with driving trance rhythm. Frances shrugged. Damn, she felt good pressed against him. "In space," she said, "no one can hear you dance." Kade shrugged. "Next.

With all the blue ethereal sky,

China - if you think about what is the character of China, it's enormous scale. It's bigness.

The world is blue at its edges and in its depths. This blue is the light that got lost.

It was a place as blank as a sheet of paper. It was the place I had always been looking for... Flat expanses would call to me... These are the places where the desert is most itself: stark, open, free, an invitation to wander, a laboratory of perception, scale, light, a place where loneliness has a luxurious flavor...

Mountaineering is always spoken of as though summiting is conquest, but as you get higher, the world gets bigger, and you feel smaller in proportion to it, overwhelmed and liberated by how much space is around you, how much room to wander, how much unknown.

Stories are compasses and architecture; we navigate by them, we build our sanctuaries and prisons out of them, and to be without a story is to be lost in the vastness of the world that spreads in all directions like arctic tundra or sea ice.

Life is short, but wide.

In the vastness of astronomical space and geological time that which seems impossible in the middle world might turn out to be inevitable.

an infinite remoteness underlies us all.

Space, to use a cliché, is big.

The odds are pretty good in favour of no one ever finding you. Space, as textbooks are given to saying, is big.

How astounding that the largest thing he'd ever seen was still no match for the diminishing effect of distance. It made him aware of his own smallness in the world, his insignificance in the face of what might come, and for a moment his chest felt light with panic.

Vaster is Man than his works.

for the more a man restricts himself the closer he is, conversely, to infinity.

They were watching, out there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea.

All men are islands, surrounded by the bottomless oceans of unthinking night.

The map of America is a map of endlessness, of opening out, of forever and ever. No man's face would make you think of it but his hope might, his courage might.

The ocean is worth writing about just as man is.

My photos tend to be confusing. I show a great many vistas.

But see that the imagination of nature is far, far greater than the imagination of man.

The mind is massive ocean.

I just wish the world was twice as big and half of it was still unexplored.