Quotes About Moon

To deliver vast new resources to humanity, we must pioneer and occupy the moon, Mars, and perhaps even beyond.

Vatican II and the Space/Information Age began in the same eye blink of history, with John XXIII's opening speech of Vatican II on Oct. 11, 1962, following John F. Kennedy's call for a round trip to the moon a month earlier.

NASA needs to decide, along with Congress, what our destination is going to be, whether it's going to be the moon, an asteroid or on to Mars. And we're building a heavy-lift vehicle to get us there and building the capsules that's going to be needed to carry the crew.

If you take all the money we've spent at NASA since we landed on the moon and you had applied that money for incentives to the private sector, we would today probably have a permanent station on the moon, three or four permanent stations in space, a new generation of lift vehicles.

I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky, And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.

It's that moon again, slung so fat and low in the tropical night, calling out across a curdled sky and into the quivering ears of that dear old voice in the shadows, the Dark Passenger, nestled snug in the backseat of the Dodge K-car of Dexter's hypothetical soul. That rascal moon, that loudmouthed leering Lucifer, calling down across the empty sky to the dark hearts of the night monsters below, calling them away to their joyful playgrounds.

a huge, reddish-yellow moon, a bloated, simpering, bloodthirsty moon, and the first sight of it turned every inch of my skin into a chilled carpet of goose bumps, all the hairs on my back and arms stood up and howled, and running through every corridor of Castle Dexter was a small and dark footman carrying orders to every Knight of the Night to Go Now and Do It.

It could well be that somewhere in Miami really knowledgeable people—druids, perhaps—were nodding their heads and murmuring, "Ahhh, Jupiter is in a retrograde moon of Saturn," and pouring another cup of herb tea while they lounged around in Birkenstocks. Or

IT'S THAT MOON AGAIN, SLUNG SO FAT AND LOW IN THE tropical night, calling out across a curdled sky and into the quivering ears of that dear old voice in the shadows, the Dark Passenger, nestled snug in the backseat of the Dodge K-car of Dexter's hypothetical soul.

Sixty trillion years ago a god-scientist dug a hole through the earth, filled it with dynamite and blew the earth in two. The smaller of these two pieces became the moon.

But Borman does remember one telegram—from a sender he didn't know—and he still likes to talk about it. The telegram said, simply, "Thank you, Apollo 8. You saved 1968." That, Borman realized, made him feel happier than gazing up at the moon ever did.

Before long, Commander Lovell—the man who had orbited the moon in a spacecraft that had done everything right—would learn what happens when a ship does everything wrong.

So the words Joe Laitin's wife had suggested were then typed onto a piece of fireproof paper—since Apollo 1, the only kind of paper allowed in a spacecraft—and the page was inserted at the back of the flight plan. There it would remain until Christmas Eve, when the mission to the moon would be nearly done.

And the three astronauts now orbiting the moon were the only people on or off the Earth who knew they had succeeded.

Gabe turned his head to look up at her. The moon came through the skylight and backlit Chloe's short blonde curls, making her look angelically lovely. Too bad she was insane.

There was a full moon. Two, thought Grace. One hovering in the sky above, the other flickering in the sea below. How lucky she was, to be suspended between two moons.

It was a glorious night. The moon had sunk, and left the quiet earth alone with the stars. It seemed as if, in the silence and the hush, while we her children slept, they were talking with her, their sister—conversing of mighty mysteries in voices too vast and deep for childish human ears to catch the sound. They

Ironic, Betty Lou said at last. The cereus insists on sunlight---that's why it must be at the end of the yard. And yet it saves its flowers for the moon. The sun never sees what it fathers. It takes from the day, I said, gives to the night.

Their voices came in clearly from the golf course. The laughing and yelping made a raucous counterpoint to the metronomic tock-tock-tock of the bunny's never-ending hop. Once, in the light of the quarter moon, they appeared in silhouette on a domed, distant green, like figures dancing in someone's dream. And then quite suddenly they were gone, as if the dreamer had awakened. Nothing to see, nothing to hear. Someone called Hey! after them, but that was all.

A full moon falling on the snow lit up the world - who needed electricity?

THE SUN AND THE MOON "Your ways R similar 2 the rays of the sun Warm 2 many but 2 strong 4 some The more u R needed the brighter u shine Watched 4 2 long and your brilliance will blind The eyes of mortal men who threaten u with doom They regret 2 c u set but it is time 4 the moon.

Con una solemnidad digna de tiras cómicas clásicas, Colón aprovecha su conocimiento de un inminente eclipse lunar. Varado desde hace ocho meses en la costa de Jamaica, ya no logra convencer a los indios de que le traigan comida gratis; los amenaza entonces con robarles la luna y, la noche del 29 de febrero de 1504, empieza a poner en ejecución su amenaza, ante los ojos aterrados de los caciques… El éxito es inmediato.

Just as the sun wakes us in the morning and her moon waves goodbye to us at night.a allow your conscious to settle in knowing what was done, set well, comfortably joining it's light.

It's a marvelous night for a moondance!