Glance at the sun. See the moon and stars. Gaze at the beauty of the green earth. Now think.— Hildegard of Bingen
Mouth-watering Star Gazing quotations
I know the stars are my home. I learned about them, needed them for survival in terms of navigation. I know where I am when I look up at the sky. I know where I am when I look up at the Moon; it's not just some abstract romantic idea, it's something very real to me. See, I've expanded my home.
Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star.
It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.
On the return trip home, gazing through 240,000 miles of space toward the stars and the planet from which I had come, I suddenly experienced the universe as intelligent, loving, harmonious.
This is the goal: To make available for life every place where life is possible.
To make inhabitable all worlds as yet uninhabitable, and all life purposeful.
The Soviet Union has become the seacoast of the universe.
The sky is the ultimate art gallery just above us.
So let us then try to climb the mountain, not by stepping on what is below us, but to pull us up at what is above us, for my part at the stars; amen.
Stargazing is one of the most profoundly human things one can do.
But perhaps we must more frequently tear ourselves away from the mystery and beauty of the starry heavens above, and rather inspect, admire and foster the moral law within.
Once you get to earth orbit, you're halfway to anywhere in the solar system.
If you want to have a program for moving out into the universe, you have to think in centuries not in decades.
Dear Iranian nation, your children have placed the first indigenous satellite into orbit.
We should do astronomy because it is beautiful and because it is fun.
We should do it because people want to know. We want to know our place in the universe and how things happen.
I am watching the Earth. The visibility is good. I feel well and cheerful. The machine is functioning normally.
this is thy hour o soul, thy free flight into the wordless, away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best, night, sleep, death and the stars.
We want to explore. We're curious people. Look back over history, people have put their lives at stake to go out and explore ... We believe in what we're doing. Now it's time to go.
I've been asked about UFOs and I've said publicly I thought they were somebody else, some other civilization.
If people sat outside and looked at the stars each night, I'll bet they'd live a lot differently.
The greatest gain from space travel consists in the extension of our knowledge.
In a hundred years this newly won knowledge will pay huge and unexpected dividends.
The route to the target is more important than the target.
We are going to go for the target, but we enjoy the route as well.
The mass gross absence of sound in space is more than just silence.
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch'd in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Many say exploration is part of our destiny, but it's actually our duty to future generations and their quest to ensure the survival of the human species.
No one regards what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.
That was a real fireball.
I have long thought that anyone who does not regularly - or ever - gaze up and see the wonder and glory of a dark night sky filled with countless stars loses a sense of their fundamental connectedness to the universe.
If people looked at the stars each night, they'd live a lot differently.
When you look into infinity, you realize that there are more important things than what people do all day.
Nothing is more symptomatic of the enervation, of the decompression of the Western imagination, than our incapacity to respond to the landings on the Moon. Not a single great poem, picture, metaphor has come of this breathtaking act, of Prometheus' rescue of Icarus or of Phaeton in flight towards the stars.
Astronomy is something like the ministry.
No one should go into it without a call. I got that unmistakable call, and I know that even if I were second-rate or third-rate, it was astronomy that mattered.
We stand on a great threshold in the human history of space exploration.
If life is prevalent in our neighborhood of the galaxy, it is within our resources and technological reach to be the first generation in human history to finally cross this threshold, and to learn if there is life of any kind beyond Earth.
First, inevitably, the idea, the fantasy, the fairy tale.
Then, scientific calculation. Ultimately, fulfillment crowns the dream.
Whoever it was who searched the heavens with a telescope and found no God would not have found the human mind if he had searched the brain with a microscope.
We are on a journey to keep an appointment with whatever we are.
Since stars appear to be suns, and suns, according to the common opinion, are bodies that serve to enlighten, warm, and sustain a system of planets, we may have an idea of the numberless globes that serve for the habitaton of living creatures.
The vast majority of the shuttle program was a success.
We learned so much about how a reusable spacecraft interacts with its environment, how it ages-and what to design next time.