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Somewhere in the Acceleration, colorless green ideas adrift in furious sleep remember a tiny starship launched years ago, and pay attention.
A practical way to travel between the stars is a must-have for space opera, and a sine qua non for our frequently vaunted future as a galactic society.
Voyager was my collective. I knew I was safe there. I trusted all of you; I knew all of you. I could. . . I could try to learn to love. But all that's changed. We've returned to Earth. I'm a - an oddity." "Seven, that's not true,
The future was glorious once. It was filled with sleek silver spaceships, lunar colonies, and galactic empires. The horizon seemed within reach; we could almost grasp the stars if we would but try.
You found me in a constellation.
As our friend Zach has often noted, in our days those who do the best for astronomy are not the salaried university professors, but so-called dillettanti, physicians, jurists, and so forth.Lamenting the fragmentary time left to a professor has remaining after fulfilling his teaching duties.
When you look at the stars and the galaxy, you feel that you are not just from any particular piece of land, but from the solar system.
Apropos of the observatory,
Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there was a star upon which clever beasts invented knowing.
At this moment,' I said, 'I think you will be surprised at what he will allow. Our centurion has just discovered what he lives for, and it is this.
Far away, to an infinite world I escape. I'm clear and calm, I'm unafraid. Sunless days, in my sheltered milkyway. In Saturn's rings I feel no pain.
A head full of stars, just not in constellation yet.
I have become a collapsing star, pulling everything around it, even the light, into an ever-expanding void.
The planet Mars
crimson and bright, filling our telescopes with vague intimations of almost-familiar landforms
has long formed a celestial tabula rasa on which we have inscribed our planeto-logical theories, utopian fantasies, and fears of alien invasion or ecological ruin.
It seems like such a long time ago when I thought the world of him. He was some exotic planet and I was his favorite satellite. But he's no planet, just the final fading light of an already dead star.
And I'm not a satellite. I'm space junk, hurtling as far as I can away from him.
Authors may be divided into falling stars, planets, and fixed stars: the first have a momentary effect; the second have a much longer duration; but the third are unchangeable, possess their own light, and work for all time.
And yet more bright
Shines out the Julian star,
As moon outglows each lesser light.
[Lat., Micat inter omnes
Iulium sidus, velut inter ignes
Luna minores.]
Never ever forget that you are a constellation and I have owned a telescope since the day I was born.
In space there are countless constellations, suns and planets; we see only the suns because they give light; the planets remain invisible, for they are small and dark. There are also numberless earths circling around their suns ...
In the eternal night of the Orion Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, two civilization had swept through like two shooting stars, and the universe had remembered their light.
In less than a hundred years, we have found a new way to think of ourselves. From sitting at the center of the universe, we now find ourselves orbiting an average-sized sun, which is just one of millions of stars in our own Milky Way galaxy.
This sight ... is by far the noblest astronomy affords.
We see it [the as-yet unseen, probable new planet, Neptune] as Columbus saw America from the coast of Spain. Its movements have been felt, trembling along the far-reaching line of our analysis with a certainty hardly inferior to that of ocular demonstration.
However much I may be impressed by the difference between a star and the dark space around it, I must not forget that I can see the two only in relation to each other, and that this relation is inseparable.
On certain occasions, the eyes of the mind can supply the want of the most powerful telescopes, and lead to astronomical discoveries of the highest importance.
Andromeda. It means beautiful.
The success of this endeavor is evidence of humankind's greatness, for soon we'll have all the stars of the universe resting at our fingertips. We'll no longer be bound by the sluggish pace of light-speed travel." I
What scientists want next is a thorough comparison of what we and exosolar planets and vagabonds look like. Only in this way will we know whether our home life is normal or whether we live in a dysfunctional solar family.
Across the sea of space, the stars are other suns.
The innumerable worlds in the Milky Way, words.
You and those shot-glass eyes, deep swirling pools of 80-proof firewater, with the depth and profundity of Saturn's spinning pulsars ...
My body is on the earth, but my head is in the stars.
[an encounter in space] Some celestial event. No
no words
no words to describe it. Poetry! They should have sent a poet. So beautiful. So beautiful ... I had no idea. I had no idea.
You're a Centurion," Ty said. "You have vows - " "Vows of friendship and love are stronger," said Diego. Drusilla
And when I concentrate on the stars, the planets, and their motions, I have an irresistible sense of machinery, clockwork, elegant precision working on a scale that, however lofty our aspirations, dwarfs and humbles us.
Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants. They pulled me amongst them, into space and memories.
The earth, that is sufficient, I do not want the constellations any nearer, I know they are very well where they are, I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
PLUTO is the limit for me.
Someday they will spell victory with my T. That day is Today. Don't wait for the green light. Rise, poise, beauty, youth, wear a smile, put some style, straighten those shoulders and walk out BOLD.
Of all the Programmers' planets, ours is the supercomputing golden child, the world that inexplicably provides enough power to light up the galaxy.
I know there is a terrible distance between us. But our bodies are made of stardust, and we are hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision.
It is to these two discoveries by Bradley that we owe the exactness of modern astronomy ... This double service assures to their discoverer the most distinguished place (after Hipparchus and Kepler) above the greatest astronomers of all ages and all countries.
We're in space and space is the place!
The starry cope Of heaven.
We embark on this quest not from a simple desire, but from a mandate of our species to search for our place in the cosmos. The quest is old, not new. And has garnered the attention of thinkers great and small, across time and across culture. What we have discovered, the poets have known all along.
Oh Jerry, don't let's ask for the moon. We have the stars. - Now, Voyager
This is Wedge Antilles of the New Republic. I am trapped on the Star Destroyer Vigilance in the space above Akiva, and I am in -
'Arcturus' is his other name- I'd rather call him 'Star.' It's very mean of Science To go and interfere!
It was supposed to be Orion,
In the vastness of space and the immensity of time, it is my joy to share a planet and an epoch with Annie.
[Dedication to Sagan's wife, Ann Druyan, in Cosmos]
stars are the scars of the universe
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
Colonists of, ah, Per Ardua, meet your autonomous colonisation unit!
I'm off the rails, tipping the scales, following the trail, delving into my own custom made form of outer space.
All the labours of ages, all the devotion, all the inspiration, all the noon-day brightness of human genius, are destined to extinciton in the vast death of the solar system, and that the whole temple of Man's achievement must inevitably be buried beneath the debris of a universe in ruins.
Voyages to the outer solar system are controlled from a single place on the planet Earth, the Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL) of the National Aeronautics and Space Administration in Pasadena, California.
The heavens declare the glory of Kepler and Newton.
Let's find a new way to think about the entire taxonomy of solar system objects, and not clutch to this concept of 'planet,' which, of course, only ever meant, 'Do you move against the background stars, regardless of what you're made of?'
You see, Count, I have the Emperor's prison planet, Salusa Secundus, to inspire me. The
The deep spaces between stars , Fathomless as the cold shadow His mind cast.
What the hell happened to Pluto?!
We are, many of us, a planet orbiting somebody's sun, unconscious of a lonely moon, orbiting our planet.
The wreckage of stars - I built a world from this wreckage.
Wherever we press beyond the thin curtain of rationalist culture, we discover the incredibly rich, erotic, scary, promising presence of this intelligent Other, that beckons us out of history, and says, you know: 'The galaxy lies waiting.'
Wow! So beautiful. Which star? Planet, not star; It WAS called Earth.
We are consciousness incarnated in stardust ...
We are star dust in the highest exalted way, called by the universe, reaching out to the universe
I shot the first planet this afternoon.
This most beautiful system of the sun, planets and comets, could only proceed from the counsel and dominion of an intelligent and powerful Being.
Rendezvous with Rama Arthur C. Clarke
I'm really attracted to Orion.
No star seemed less than what science has taught us that it is.
Jupiter, you are angry, therefore you are wrong.
Looking at these stars suddenly dwarfed my own troubles and all the gravities of terrestrial life.
The planets in their station list'ning stood.
In accordance with the terms of the Clarke-Asimov treaty, the second-best
science writer dedicates this book to the second-best science-fiction
writer.
[dedication to Isaac Asimov from Arthur C. Clarke in his book Report on Planet Three]
The discovery of one star is the promise of another.
Yet in this my stars were not Mercury as morning star in the angle of the seventh house, in quartile with Mars, but they were Copernicus, they were Tycho Brahe, without whose books of observations everything which has now been brought by me into the brightest daylight would lie buried in darkness.
During the period of the Saturn-Apollo missions we were pilgrims in space, ranging from home in search of knowledge. Now we will become shepherds tending our technological flocks, but like the shepherds of old, we will keep our eyes fixed on the heavens.
We are nothing but space dust, trying to find its way back to the stars.
A ceremony honoring the memory of BAIL ORGANA has drawn the Senate together in rare harmony. It is a day of celebration, but even now, the divisions among the worlds of the galaxy are growing wider ... .
It is sound judgment to hope that in the not too distant future we shall be competent to understand so simple a thing as a star.
My dear Kepler, what would you say of the learned here, who, replete with the pertinacity of the asp, have steadfastly refused to cast a glance through the telescope? What shall we make of this? Shall we laugh, or shall we cry?
Right now I am a passenger on space vehicle Earth zooming about the Sun at 60,000 miles per hour somewhere in the solar system.
Khadi is the sun of the village solar system.
I saw, in looking over Cooper, elements of a comet of 1825 which resemble what I get out for this, from my own observations, but I cannot rely upon my own.
The stars are distant and unobtrusive, but bright and enduring as our fairest and most memorable experiences.
Battlestar Galactica.
Thank you for showing me your planet.
Objective evidence and certitude are doubtless very fine ideals to play with, but where on this moonlit and dream-visited planet are they found?
We are just stardust after all.
Tasteful illumination of the night, Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
No Centaurs here, or Gorgons look to find,
My subject is of man, and human kind.
What is this? Some sort of galactic hyperhearse?
Uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of
I'm only visiting this planet
A warrior knows that the farthest-flung star in the Universe reveals itself in the things around him.
Your soul can never be long going to the fixed stars, where I intend to settle; or else you may find me in the milky way.
Never forget your real identity. You are a luminous conscious stardust being forged in the crucible of cosmic fire.
Harry closed his eyes. He never wanted to open them again. His heart sent this message to his molecules: For reasons obvious to all of us, this galaxy is dissolved!
Something very strange is going on in the depths of space.