Quotes About Galaxy

Through hyper-space, that unimaginable region that was neither space nor time, matter nor energy, something nor nothing, one could traverse the length of the Galaxy in the interval between two neighboring instants of time.

When one's home has a really excellent computer capable of reaching other computers anywhere in the Galaxy, one scarcely needs to budge, you know.

From the radiating point of Siwenna, the forces of the Empire reached out cautiously into the black unknown of the Periphery. Giant ships passed the vast distances that separated the vagrant stars at the Galaxy's rim, and felt their way around the outermost edge of Foundation influence.

He threw his cigar away and looked up at the outstretched Galaxy. "Back to oil and coal, are they?" he murmured—and what the rest of his thoughts were he kept to himself.

He was thirty-two. Not old—but he felt old. His body, whatever its mutant mental powers, was physically weak. Every star! Every star he could see—and every star he couldn't see. It must all be his! Revenge on all. On a humanity of which he wasn't a part. On a Galaxy in which he didn't fit.

His name was Gaal Dornick and he was just a country boy who had never seen Trantor before. That is, not in real life. He had seen it many times on the hyper- video, and occasionally in tremendous three- dimensional newscasts covering an Imperial Coronation or the opening of a Galactic Council. Even though he had lived all his life on the world of Synnax, which circled a star at the edges of the Blue Drift, he was not cut off from civilization, you see. At that time, no place in the Galaxy was.

what if there are a million intelligences in the Galaxy, but only one that is expansionist

Chen said, Dr. Seldon, you disturb the peace of the Emperor's realm. None of the quadrillions living now among all the stars of the Galaxy will be living a century from now. Why, then, should we concern ourselves with events of three centuries distance?

Trantor was a world in dregs and rebirth. Set like a faded jewel in the midst of the bewildering crowd of suns at the center of the Galaxy—in the heaps and clusters of stars piled high with aimless prodigality—it alternately dreamed of past and future.

In a Galaxy where the predominance—and even survival—of the Foundation still rested upon the superiority of its technology—even despite its large access of physical power in the last century and a half—a certain immunity adhered to The Scientist. He was needed, and he knew it.

But the house was somehow very lonely at night and Dr. Darell found that the fate of the Galaxy made remarkably little difference while his daughter's mad little life was in danger.

it's a blackmail that would not work on any other planet in the Galaxy. Their own sick social system gave us this weapon and I have no compunction about using it.

In three centuries the Foundation had grown from a private project of a small group of scientists to a tentacular trade empire sprawling deep into the Galaxy and half a year had flung it from its heights to the status of another conquered province.

a Galaxis a vesztébe rohan!

Ellos se extenderán por la Galaxia a un ritmo que irá en aumento, sin la Tierra para mirar con nostalgia, sin la Tierra en forma de un dios, y establecerán un Imperio Galáctico. Era preciso que lo hiciéramos posible. Hizo una pausa, y su voz se debilitó al decir: «Robots e Imperio».

Haber Limmar Ponyets'in al?c?s?na eriÅŸtiÄŸi s?rada genç adam?n vücudu sabun köpüÄŸü içindeydi. Bu da insan? tele ayg?tlarla tam banyodayken arad?klar?yla ilgili kliÅŸeleÅŸmiÅŸ sözün Galaksinin Çevresinde, karanl?k ve soÄŸuk uzayda bile geçerli olduÄŸunu kan?tl?yordu.

În tinereÈ›e p?r?sise Europa, plecând din Amsterdam; se schimbase ceva prin asta, nu r?m?sese acelaÈ™i om? ?i dac? mai târziu oamenii p?r?siser? un P?mânt bolnav, îndreptându-se spre alte lumi de pe firmament, nu r?m?seser? tot oameni? Nu era a sa toat? Galaxia? Nu erau cu toÈ›ii urmaÈ™ii lui È™i-ai fraÈ›ilor s?i?

Do you regret my sufferings? Do you regret my unhappiness? I have no sorrow for what I did in my necessity. Let the Galaxy protect itself as best it can, since it stirred not a whit for my protection when I needed it.

The Galaxy was high in the sky and its misty lens shape stretched lazily from horizon to horizon.

That clown is one of the very few that have seen him. I want him. He may be the proof I need – and I need something – Galaxy knows – to awaken the Foundation. 'It needs awakening?' broke in Bayta with sudden sharpness. 'Against what? And in what role do you act as alarm, that of rebel democrat or of secret police and provocateur?

Do you regret my sufferings? Do you regret my unhappiness? I have no sorrow for what I did in my necessity. Let the Galaxy protect itself as best it can, since it stirred not a whit for my protection when I needed it." "Your emotions are, of course," said the First Speaker, "only the children of your background and are not to be condemned—merely changed.

Anakin Skywalker... He's a top man bruv. He runs the game, even before he turns bad. It's like the whole galaxy knew about him.

I watch a lot of astronaut movies....Mostly Star Wars. And even Han and Chewie use a checklist.

The reality is that we know that this universe, that our galaxy, has billions of stars. We know that stars have planets. So the likelihood that there is life somewhere else to me is just absolutely there.