Quotes About Vastness

It's as if you were in a spaceship going to the moon, and you looked back at this tiny planet Earth and realized that things were vaster than any mind could conceive and you just couldn't handle it, so you started worrying about what you were going to have for lunch. There you are in outer space with this sense of the world being so vast, and then you bring it all down into this very tiny world of worrying about what's for lunch... We do this all the time.

I feel the thinness of me, the littleness of me, and the vastness and the weirdness of me. I become the darkness all around, I become the night. Tomorrow I will be a different Davie, and I will be the day.

The inactive viewer's screen is the color of way out over the Atlantic looking straight down on a cold day.

I am a giant, a mountain, a planet. Everything else is far off below. My footsteps are countries, my shadow a time zone. I watch from high windows. I wash in high clouds.

Quatro bilhões de pessoas nesta terra, e minha imaginação é como era. Não se dá bem com grandes números.

A plain is what a mountain aims to be: the closest you can come to being in outer space while yet having your feet on this planet.

Moon in the sky, stars out, the wide-open expanse of nothing: it made him feel free and alive as the daytime never did.

If he lived through this night, he'd look back on this moment and recall seeing the universe in all its majesty and recognizing he was only a powerless man staring into the vastness of an all-powerful God.

I believe that people who are devoutly religious, within any specific religion, have no true respect for the ultimate vastness that is God.

Ah, so that must have been her mystery: she had discovered a trail into the forest. Surely that was where she went during her absences. Returning with her eyes filled with gentleness & ignorance, eyes made whole. An ignorance so vast that inside it all the world's wisdom could be contained & lost.

Fui al encuentro de mí. Tranquila. alegre, plenitud sin fulminación. Simplemente yo soy yo. Y tú eres tú. Es vasto, va a durar.

ocean's snaking blues beyond the meadow

The vastness around him was now his flesh. And yet, nothing -not the countless footsteps taken or knowledge acquired, not the adversaries bested or the friends made, not the love felt or the blood shed- had made it his.

a grey wrinkled vastness, like the residue of a dream

He will remember his first sight of the open sea: a gray wrinkled vastness, like the residue of a dream.

It seems hopeless to fight something so vast. It seems ridiculous to believe we can win.

Space is so dark that looking out at it confounds the brain. The more you stare at the vastness of it, at the hanging stars and the swirling galaxies, the more you start to notice how imprecise words like 'dark' and 'black' and 'endless' are. There are so many gradients of shadow, all of them terrifying to me. That's why I keep the lights on.

The size of the land can be humbling. It puts my human existence into perspective, not in the sense of feeling like a bug on the windshield of life, but more a feeling of belonging to something too big to comprehend. The times when I have a view of the broad vistas sometimes make me feel as big as the land. I love the size of the land, how it rolls on and on, untamed and for the most part untouched.

Somewhere nere Ogallala, about six hours into that majestic, maddening prairie, I realize that half an hour has passed since I've seen a vehicle in either direction. Oh, I think, as I finally see a pair of headlights draw nigh in the eastbound lane, so this must be where the West begins.

On clear nights the stars pierce a million holes in the darkness.

The Hindu religions gave me the impression of a vast well into which one plunges in order to grasp the reflection of the sun.

Looking out at the ocean, it's easy to feel small - and to imagine all your troubles, suddenly insignificant, slipping away. Earth's seven oceans seem vast and impenetrable, but a closer look tells another story.

When I bought a collection of Tolstoy and Dostoyevsky, I returned home with a bright enthusiasm to begin the long march into the Russian soul. Though I've failed to read either man to completion, they both helped me to imagine that my fictional South Carolina was as vast a literary acreage as their Russia.

Do you know how much land is under ice, rock and snow? Do you know why 90 percent of us live within 100 kilometres of the U.S. border? We have this idea we're a vast country. But the reality is that a lot of it, a huge amount, is uninhabitable.