Science has not yet mastered prophecy. We predict too much for the next year and yet far too little for the next 10.
Houston, Tranquillity Base here. The Eagle has landed.
I believe every human has a finite number of heartbeats. I don’t intend to waste any of mine
There can be no thought of finishing for ‘aiming for the stars.’ Both figuratively and literally, it is a task to occupy the generations. And no matter how much progress one makes, there is always the thrill of just beginning.
Across the sea of space, the stars are other suns.
What was most significant about the lunar voyage was not that man set foot on the Moon but that they set eye on the earth.
The Earth was small, light blue, and so touchingly alone, our home that must be defended like a holy relic. The Earth was absolutely round. I believe I never knew what the word round meant until I saw Earth from space.
Never in all their history have men been able truly to conceive of the world as one: a single sphere, a globe, having the qualities of a globe, a round earth in which all the directions eventually meet, in which there is no center because every point, or none, is center — an equal earth which all men occupy as equals. The airman’s earth, if free men make it, will be truly round: a globe in practice, not in theory.
