Quotes About Exploration

What if we could somehow package the human genome in tiny capsules and send millions of them into space in hopes one might take root, seeding human life on a distant planet?

The concept was somewhat like the idea of colonizing Mars—fathomable on an intellectual level, but, at present, well beyond human ability.

In my mind, the men and women of NASA are history's modern pioneers. They attempt the impossible, accept failure, and then go back to the drawing board while the rest of us stand back and criticize.

To live in the world without becoming aware of the meaning of the world is like wandering about in a great library without touching the books. The Secret Teachings of All Ages

road. It's soul lifting. You're going to see what makes America's heart beat. My family took a cross-country trip when I was a kid. Boy, those were some of the best memories of my life." "What happened?" Pep asked. "Uh . . . I . . . don't remember, actually," Dr. McDonald admitted. "It was

And then Robinson Crusoe stripped naked, swam out to his ship, filled his pockets with biscuits, and swam back to shore.... What? I said, hefting my pack and frowning at the child. Nothing, she said, getting to her feet. Just an old preHegira book that Uncle Martin used to read to me. He used to say that proofreaders have always been incompetent assholes-even 1400 years ago.

Why . . ." she begins. "Why do you want to climb it?" "Because it's there.

I'm hungry, Raul," she said from the head of the stairs. "Want to go down and see what this old ship's galley can whomp up for lunch?

We will revel in hardships and welcome strangeness.

We will revel in hardships and welcome strangeness. We will not make the universe adapt Ã¢â'¬Â¦ we shall adapt.

The firstdown team for this planet must have had a fixation on animals. Horse, Bear, Eagle. For three days we were creeping down the east coast of Equus over an irregular coastline called the Mane. We've spent the last day making the crossing of a short span of the Middle Sea to a large island called Cat Key. Today we are offloading passengers and freight at Felix, the "major city" of the island.

il nostro futuro sarà nelle buie distanze fra le stelle, oltre che nei mondi illuminati dal sole.

When I glanced back up, a holoed globe of Hyperion ceased spinning and unwound itself into a series of flattened projections: oblique equirectangular, Bonne, orthographic, rosette, Van der Grinten, Gores, interrupted Goode homolosine, gnomonic, sinusoidal, azimuthal equidistant, polyconic, hypercorrected Kuwatsi, computer-eschered, Briesemeister, Buckminster, Miller cylindrical, multicoligraphed, and satplot standard, before resolving into a standard Robinson-Baird map of Hyperion.

I have a friend, said Baedecker, who said that there might be places of power. She thinks we could do worse than to spend our lives searching for them. What do you think?

Reading had always been another world for him. Not an escape, since he rarely sought escape ... writers had to confront the world if they were going to observe it accurately ... but another world nonetheless. One filled with powerful voices relaying even more powerful thoughts.

martyrs of the Antarctic.

began to wonder when this expedition had crossed the boundary from the merely fantastic into the region of the absurdly unbelievable.

How I yearn to throw myself into endless space, said Maggie, and float above the awful abyss.

One afternoon I opened an email from her that included a passage from the work of Pema Chodron, a Buddhist teacher and writer whom I had long admired. To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest. To live fully is to be always in no-man's-land.

Sometimes people suggested that I must have an amazing memory—that surely I must recall so many scenes, moments, sensory details from my early years. But the truth is that I have a terrible memory. I struggled to access any of my childhood or even my teenage years. I had no recollection of it as a story. And so I followed my own line of words to see where it would lead me.

of the nest. To live fully is to be always in no-man's-land.

This is the trouble with origin hunting. There are so many origins.

my thoughts were so entirely bent upon seeing the world

El bote era en verdad mucho mayor que todas las canoas o piraguas hechas de troncos que yo viera en mi vida. Muchos hachazos me había costado por cierto, y ahora solo faltaba botarlo al agua; de haberlo conseguido hubiera yo emprendido a su bordo el más alocado e imposible viaje de que se tenga memoria alguna.