Quotes About Space

For a moment, the two of us were alone on the planet, with all the vastness of the sky and the future and the past spreading out around us.

We merely want a small house with large rooms, and plenty of them.

After all the job of a troll is relatively mundane. Their mission is not to discuss a topic or refute an argument but to terrorize the communication space with unprecedented hostility and aggression in order to force opposing ideas into retreat.

Right now there are thirty-one satellites zipping around the world with nothing better to do than help you find your way to the grocery store.

You can't land on the moon and say, "Ooh, it's all sticky! It's covered in jam!

by black people who they believe don't belong in their space.

Hi Cosmos, How is your Milky Way? I miss you.

Traveling through space is stupifyingly monotonous.

When the KH-13s weren't imaging, the hydrazine-powered thrusters kept them high enough to reduce atmospheric drag.

Americans consider the sidewalk an anonymous backstage space, whereas for the French it is the stage itself.

The highest treason, the meanest treason, is to deny the holiness of this little blue planet on which we journey through the cold void of space.

We are preoccupied with time. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase 'to live like men.

We are preoccupied with time. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase to live like men.

Strolling on, it seems to me that the strangeness and wonder of existence are emphasized here, in the desert, by the comparative sparsity of the flora and fauna: life not crowded upon life as in other places but scattered abroad in spareness and simplicity, with a generous gift of space for each herb and brush and tree, each stem of grass, so that the living organism stands out bold and brave and vivid against the lifeless sand and barren rock.

Space and scarcity give us dignity. And liberty. And thereby beauty.

The highest treason, the meanest treason, is to deny the holiness of this little blue planet on which we journey through the cold void of space. South

Time is relative, said Heraclitus a long time ago, and distance a function of velocity. Since the ultimate goal of transport technology is the annihilation of space, the compression of all Being into one pure point, it follows that six-packs help. Speed is the ultimate drug and rockets run on alcohol.

The more we learn of outer space and inner space, of quasars and quarks, of Big Bangs and Little Blips, the more remote, abstract and intellectually inconsequential it all becomes.

The fire. The odor of burning juniper is the sweetest fragrance on the face of the earth, in my honest judgment; I doubt if all the smoking censers of Dante's paradise could equal it. One breath of juniper smoke, like the perfume of sagebrush after rain, evokes in magical catalysis, like certain music, the space and light and clarity and piercing strangeness of the American West. Long may it burn.

Lifting her lovely and longing face towards the inaudible chant of the sun, she drifted through her time, through space, through the concatenate cells of her unfolding self. Where to now, Abbzug? You're twenty-eight and a half years old, Abbzug. 

Yet their song, if not a mating call or a warning, must be what it sounds like, a brooding meditation on space, on solitude. The game.

One breath of juniper smoke, like the perfume of sagebrush after rain, evokes in magical catalysis, like certain music, the space and light and clarity and piercing strangeness of the American West. Long may it burn.

For any sustained and more or less original work it seems most necessary that one should have the quietude and strength of Nature at hand, like a great reservoir from which to draw. The open air, and the physical and mental health that goes with it, the sense of space and freedom of the Sky, the vitality and amplitude of the Earth -- these are real things from which one can only cut oneself off at serious peril and risk to one's immortal soul.

Infinity is a floorless room without walls or ceiling.