Most high and happy princess, we must tell you a tale of the Man in the Moon, which if it seem ridiculous for the method, or superfluous for the matter, or for the means incredible, for three faults we can make but one excuse: it is a tale of the Man...
White in the moon the long road lies, The moon stands blank above; White in the moon the long road lies That leads me from my love. Still hangs the hedge without a gust, Still, still the shadows stay: My feet upon the moonlit dust Pursue the ceaseles...
When the moon is shining the cripple becomes hungry for a walk
If the moon is with you, you need not care about the stars.
When the moon is not full, the stars shine more brightly.
One night when the moon was full, I explained to you about how the moon controls the tides, and you said I was like the moon and you were the sea, always following me about. And I said nothing, because I knew it was truly the other way around.
Oh Moon, sweet, sweet Moon, I want to be naked on you. I want to be like a flower growing on your surface, unique and mysterious, at home in the wonder of you, as if my naked body would be something growing out of your soil, something precious, a lov...
If we go back to the moon, we're guaranteed second, maybe third place because while we are spending all that money, Russia has its eye on Mars. Landing people on the moon will be terribly consuming of resources we don't have. It sounds great - 'Let's...
To send humans back to the moon would not be advancing. It would be more than 50 years after the first moon landing when we got there, and we'd probably be welcomed by the Chinese. But we should return to the moon without astronauts and build, with r...
A night of full moon is favourable to tales of apparitions.
Art cannot save anybody from anything.
Nothing happens for ages, and then all the changes come at once.
There ain't no such thing as a free lunch.
There is no present or future-only the past, happening over and over again-now.
Don't explain computers to laymen. Simpler to explain sex to a virgin.
I waited. Women talk when they want to. Or don't.
The writer is more concerned to know than to judge.
Even the moon is only poetical because there is a man in the moon.
The question isn't "Why do we die?" The question is "Why do we live?
Love? ... It's at the heart of every story.
Science flies you to the moon. Religion flies you into buildings.
