Jocelyn Bell joined the project as a graduate student in 1965, helping as a member of the construction team and then analysing the paper charts of the sky survey.
We are all dust passing through the air, the difference is, some are flying high in the sky, while others are flying low. But eventually, we all settle on the same ground.
It seemed at moments, when I sat alone in the dark stateroom, that the sky had come down the meet the sea and some great secret was to be revealed.
On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And through the field the road runs by To many-towered Camelot.
When I go train hopping and I look up into the sky, there are always so many more stars than I remember there were.
My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man;
I'm still waiting for someone to call me to cater their wedding. But that's gonna cost you. If you want my cousin Jerez to play the sax, that's going to cost you a little more. The sky's the limit after that.
You can't work in a steel mill and think small. Giant converters hundreds of feet high. Every night, the sky looked enormous. It was a torrent of flames - of fire. The place that Pittsburgh used to be had such scale.
Let us live for the beauty of our own reality.
Hard work is great. It buys you more tickets to the luck lottery.
All beauty, according to Lady Katchatka, had its origins in pain.
We're the ones who will fill in the blank places. Maybe we can make it different.
El amor -ese día lo entendí- no es más que un profundo sentimiento de derrota
The path you are on is the fabric of imagination, but it is kindled with the fires of hopes and dreams...
Memory is each man's own last measure, and for some, the only achievement.
Ben & Jerry's Lifestyle: Lots of options, exciting flavors and never repeating a scoop.
Sex was never as neat as the movies made it. Real sex was messy. Good sex was messier.
...the child trying not to appear as a child, of the strenuousness with which she tried to present the face of a convincing adult.
We still counted happiness and health and love and luck and beautiful children as "ordinary blessings.
Medicine, I have reason since to notice more than once, remains an imperfect art.
One performer whose band played my music better than I could myself was Art Farmer. He recorded 'Sing Me Softly of the Blues' and 'Ad Infinitum'.
